Truth, Lies, and the Politics of a Preschooler

Lately, Mouse and I have had a lot of discussions about truth and lies.  She’s been pretty late to this game; at heart, she has never been the type to spin tales.  She’s also previously been terrible at holding up to scrutiny.  Usually I’ll just ask her different versions of the same question, and she’s toast.

“Did you tell me the truth?  Yes. Did you tell me what actually happened?  Yes, mama. Did you lie?  Yes… Wait, mommy!”  (Crying ensues.)

Done.

Lately, though, she’s been telling some pretty tall tales.  It is fairly obvious when she isn’t telling the truth because she fidgets and looks up and to the side while she is weaving her web of lies.  Mostly, she lies when she thinks that telling the truth will get her in trouble.

Last night, she and I were having yet another conversation about why it is important to tell the truth, and she got quiet.

“Well, mommy, but sometimes you can say it fifty-three-hundred times and it might come true.”

Hm.

Touché, Mouse.

Does the very act of putting out your own narrative over and over again lend it life?  Where is the actual truth?  Sometimes Mouse’s lies are, well, a little fuzzy.  When I push her on them, she knows what she said isn’t right, but I’m fascinated by her ability to re-frame the events of her life.

Mouse: My sister is sad because she didn’t know how to twirl like I do.

Me: Your sister is sad because you told her she wasn’t twirling right.

I can’t help but think of politics.  One side has a narrative, the other side has a narrative.  Facts, meh.  Then each side goes about raising as much money as they can to yell their narrative as loudly and in as many places as possible, while simultaneously muffling the other side’s narrative.  Yeah, sometimes there are pesky truths that get in the way.  Not always.

Obama: Mitt Romney is a privileged business man who cannot fathom the concerns of the average, middle class Americans.  He will continue a dark legacy of money and privilege that I have been fighting for four years.  He does not respect you.

Romney: Obama has eroded our American values of hard work, individualism and accountability.  He has lead our country into crisis by redistributing middle class Americans’ hard earned wealth and refusing to be fiscally accountable.

(Please don’t virtually tar and feather me.  I’m just trying to show how relative today’s politics are and now none of it has much to do with actual facts and truths.)  I see this dance play out in every major political debate, every marriage, every disagreement.  We are all fighting to have our story on top.

Before this, I used to worry that Mouse was too passive and honest to a fault.  I might be wrong, eh?  Now I’ve got to worry about my kid going into politics.  Shudder.

It is still not cool to lie, Mouse.  I understand how complicated it is though.  I really do.


Motherhood: Pulled from the Ether

I am your mother.

I dreamed of you before your souls were tied to any physical existence.  I was your mother before you even came to be.  Your existence floated all around me, waiting.  In the beginning, your physical form came into being within mine, pulled from the ether into my body.  The first electrical currents of your thoughts began inside my body—each of you, the tiniest snow globe inside of me, housing the cracks and thunder bolts of your emerging personality.   The first thumps of your hearts, began in me. Read the rest of this entry »


The Pirate Eats

Yup.  He’s eating food.

Unbeknownst to this blog (yes, I’ve sort of come to see this blog as an entity in its own right. I keep secrets from you, blog, and did you know that??), I’ve been quietly freaking out about the possibility that LP wouldn’t eat regular food.  Part of it is that I’m so food-centric, part of it is that struggling with solids is such a common part of the “baby with Ds” profile.  I just hated the idea that my kid might struggle with eating.  I know, kind of irrational, and based on a stereotype.  Plus, I know plenty of moms who had kids go through rough times with solids and they all seemed to get through it in the end. Still. I dunno, it just bugged me more than some of the other potentials, and I figured if I was most worried about it, it would definitely come to pass. Read the rest of this entry »


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