I've said a bunch of times that I hope that Mila never gets smarter about which lies she should tell. She's a startlingly convincing liar for a 3-year old, but she chooses to tell her tall tales at times which are ... dumb.
I know I shouldn't use "dumb" in a sentence when talking about my kid, but C'MON.
In the past week, Mila has lied about:
- Being asleep. As in, I told her to go to sleep and she replied, "I am asleep."
- Having her shoes on. She said she did have her shoes on, but I HAVE EYES, MILA.
- Touching the cat. I said not to and yet there was fur stuck to her grubby little hands. I know cat fur is attracted to black pants, but hands? There is effort required there.
- Eating all of the ice cream bars. Again, I HAVE EYES, MILA.
- Putting away her markers. I repeat - I HAVE EYES, MILA.
- Hiding behind the couch. I asked her if she was hiding behind the couch and she yelled, from behind the couch, "NO! I hiding somewhere else!"
- Eating her dinner, even as I stood there watching her feed it to the dogs.
- How many dogs she has. I think I would remember if we acquired a third dog. Also, the answer is NO. HECK NO. FORGET IT. NOPE.
Two is plenty. It's more than plenty, even.
- Eating the chocolate-covered raisins. She blamed the dog for the disappearance of the raisins, but her dirty little hands told a clear story.
It's all pointless and silly, which I think is her goal. Mila lives to make people laugh and if she can't, she's willing to settle for laughing AT you instead. So, basically, I think she's a terrible liar, but she's doing it on purpose to be funny.
I'm in so much trouble.
