Up until very recently Master 3 could be counted on to tell the truth. I would hear a scream, followed by a thump and, on asking my son what happened, would be told quite matter-of-factly that he’d pushed his sister off the couch. It was cute and innocent so the telling off generally lacked the edge it should have had.
Then suddenly he started telling lies. Now when I ask him he usually replies, “I tunno” which translated means ‘I don’t know’. Further interrogation usually elicits a “I didn’t do it” or something imaginative like, “a big dinosaur stomped in the house and pushed my girl (that’s what he calls his sister) off the couch and then stomped onto the roof”. Unfortunately without being there I can’t actually prove that he was lying. Well, maybe the dinosaurs are quite a good indicator, but the rest of the time I have to let it slide. It irks me because now he’s gained the upper hand in our daily battles and he jolly well knows it! So this morning when I discovered teeth marks in the butter I rounded up the suspects. This is actually what happened.
I didn’t believe him, so donning my white lab coat and safety glasses, I began my forensic scene examination. I counted the teeth marks – a one hahahaha, a two hahahaha, a three…. (oops I think I’ve been watching too much Sesame Street). I checked their teeth. I took photographic evidence.
Aha! I had the culprit. I did a little dance.
I felt really good because I’d got the better of a 3 year old.
I realised if that was the highlight of my day, then it was time for me to get a life!
This afternoon Master 3 told me off for not removing his teeth marks from the butter!!!!!
Yup. They look like kids I know.
Been enjoying these blog posts, Sue. The storyboards are superb.
Why thank you Dan. I’ve got the warm fuzzies now
I think it was the girl, front teeth marks have a bit of a gap in them, which the boy’s don’t.
When you look closely (the pic isn’t very good unfortunately) you can see the incisor impressions, which ‘my girl’ isn’t capable of making yet. Another deciding factor was that the butter was out of her reach, but not quite out of my sons. Little toad.
Who eats butter???
My son!
Hahahaha very clever
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Good forensics there, but are you sure they are teeth marks? My niece used to run four fingers across the butter then happily but all 4 buttery fingers in her mouth and smile at the same time. Now she uses a knife. You can get more butter that way.
Yep they are definitely teeth marks Tania. The butter had only just come out of the fridge so wasn’t soft enough for the fingers. But I have caught my son with his fingers in the margarine container scooping it out. Yuck!
Hilarious! “my girl” lol
It’s the little things like that which keep me loving him under the most trying circumstances. ;0)
This just makes me smile so much.. My almost 4yr old grand daughter is starting to get up to these tricks with her little brother. he can’t walk yet thou so she is limited lol..
Really enjoy your humour.
Thanks Lois. It’s amazing what they think they can get away with by denial. Yesterday someone had got into the peanut butter and the honey, and despite the fact that it was all over his hands, he still tried to tell me his sister did it.
haha, love it, I bet they thought it was cheese.
Probably – and then he had to have several more tastes to confirm that it wasnt!
Too funny. I see that I will probably need to prep the forensics bag o’tricks soon. We’re on the verge of my son realizing that the truth gets him a time out!