What's so difficult about that?
Well you know the saying 'everything in moderation?' Absolute and uncompromising honesty is very hard to live with. It just doesn't mesh with real life very well.
"Mummy! Watch me skip!"
"OK. I'm coming."
"Wahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Amy finds out first hand that summersaulting down the slide sounds like more fun than it is.
"MUMMY!!!! YOU SAID YOU'D WATCH!!!! YOU LIED!!!!! WAAHHHH!!!"
"Meg, I do want to watch but I'm just wiping Amy off so she can go try jumping off the swings or whatever fun mummy-stress-factor-10 activity she's going to try next..."
"BUT YOU SAID!!! YOU LIED!!!!"
And that's how it goes from morning to night. We've talked about how you can intend to be honest but unavoidably end up not being able to do it due to circumstances.
But it's certainly expanding Meg's English vocabulary as "I'm just going over the road to give Mrs. N this mail that was mis-delivered, do you want to come or stay here?" becomes "Meg, I'm just going over the road to give Mrs. N this mail that was mis-delivered. If she doesn't see me I will be a minute. If I get caught I will have to exchange pleasantries, may have to try and refuse some produce and will definitely be longer than a minute. Would you like to come with me (on the understanding that we will not be accepting any invitations to come inside) or stay here?"
So I guess I should have foreseen today's problem.
But I didn't.
This Spring when I asked the girls what they wanted to grow in their garden Meg chose Spaghetti Squash. It had a great Summer colonising the rhubarb and raspberries and belatedly remembered to produce one lone squash. Never mind, one is all we need to try it out, right?
Today was the day and we picked it, brought it in, cooked it, cut it open, de-seeded it and
"WAAHHHHHH!!! YOU LIED!!!!!"
"You said it was Spaghetti squash. And you told Mrs M it had somen noodles inside (the Japanese name is Somen Kabocha) and it's just normal pumpkin!!!! YOU LIED!!!"
After a very long talk and an even longer cuddle I was forgiven and we ate our not-real-spaghetti spaghetti squash and enjoyed it.
But I'm exhausted.
And I will not be serving oyako-don, grapefruits, silverbeat, Egyptian eyes or hotdogs until we're through this phase.