I did so because today the whole Cosby parenting trap came to a head. Rose asked if I ate her truffles. I said I didn't, but I couldn't contain my goofy grin, and my eyes sparkled with the truth.
Mom, you're such a bad liar, she said.
She was dead right.
I tried to act angry at her accusation and turn away from her as much as possible. No dice. My flushed, red face was not gonna let me have this glorious "teaching" moment. I continued to deny knowledge of the candy whereabouts, even pinching myself as I crossed my arms. No luck.
Mom, I know you're lying, you have such a silly grin on your face, she said, almost laughing.
Internally I rationalized I didn't eat the candy, which is what she said, I had just hidden it. I'm not lying on a technicality. And I took one more stab denying any knowledge and accusing her of eating them and blaming me. Alas, my stupid face betrayed me.
Even after Rose left the room, Mike agreed, I totally sucked at lying. Damn it! No more Cosby style parenting for me. I'll have to leave that to Mike who, I learned, can quite easily keep the truth hidden. Must be his strong, German ancestry.
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