Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Mistakes versus Lying..

In the midst of wonderful donations and trying to make shorts, my most important role is being a mum to Little Man (Mr A) and Miss K. Children have a magic way of reminding you about the nuances of life that we've so become accustomed to... like last night...

Miss K woke up in the middle of the night and after muttering something about me ironing and lying, and Strawberry Shortcake, I finally worked out what she was on about. On the big day of Royal Wedding and short making disasters, Miss K and I had an argument about whether the Strawberry Shortcake music CD, borrowed from the library and found on her library floor needed to go back IMMEDIATELY because it was overdue.

Miss K insisted she had just got it out on Friday. I had no recollection of getting it issued (but then the two small people made it their mission to disappear from my vision and I was frantically 'looking out for them' while having what seemed like most of the children's section issued), and insisted (all grown up and with authority) that Mummy knew best and I knew that she got it out two weeks ago. All this went on while I was ironing the un-cooperative pair of shorts.

Miss K had a complete melt down - and rightly so. After she stormed off, I found the issue receipt and to my shame, there, at the top of this week's receipt was the Strawberry Shortcake CD. I had to eat a lot of humble pie and apologise to my little girl for being wrong and being so sure about it.

Last night, Miss K said to me, "you were lying about the Strawberry Shortcake CD Mummy." Hmmmm... I then had to explain the difference between lying (saying something is true when you know it isn't true) and a mistake (saying something is true, when you think it is true, but you're wrong).

Technically I think I was lying, because I thought I knew it was true... so again, Miss K was right.

3 comments:

Hannah Banana said...

Haha. Oh so true Miko. I love these little exchanges we have with our chidren. I spent a good 15 - 20mins today trying to explain to Master 3 that he did not know the children of a friend I ran into. "Mummy, that lady you talking to, who's her children?" (he associates my friends with their kids). I say to him he hasn't met this lady before and doesn't know her children, but there names are x, y and z. MELT DOWN from him. He can't fathon the thought of not knowing the children and thinks I don't understand, and which one of his friends mothers was I talking to.... *sigh*. I can't believe we spent 15mins on that subject.

Miko said...

That's so cute - you know we've probably spent 15mins on a subject that's taken just as long to get our heads around, or get our hearts over (boyfriends... I can't believe he did that....) hahaha. Ah kids...

Hannah Banana said...

Yanno.... I was wrong!!! Said friend came over this week and I learnt that her son goes to mr 3's kindy. So he was merely trying to ask me what her sons name was that he knew! Omg the little episode was totally justified and I had to also eat humble pie. *sigh*.