Is Your kid Telling the Truth?
Is your kid telling the truth. My kid was in this case:
Kids are so innocent. They often say what they see and what they think without knowing they are touching the sensitive topics. And they have no clues on why sometimes they are greeted with a wired reaction to what they say. I have three kids and often find myself in situations similar to the one below.
One day, after I dropped off my two older children for their karate lessons, I parked my van at a nice and shady spot next to the sport center to rest a little. After I turned off the engine, I stretched and yawned. My 5-year-old daughter, who stayed in the van with me, tapped me from behind. "Mommy, could you play with me outside?" she asked sweetly.
"I want to stay inside the van and rest a little," I replied sleepily, resting my forehead on the wheel.
"Come on, Mommy. I want to play outside, please!" She begged, shaking my shoulder.
"I think I am getting old and need more rest. I just don't have the energy to run around like you," I said, with my head still resting on the wheel.
"Mommy, turn around and look at me," my daughter commanded, pulling my shoulder.
"What is it?" I asked, turning my head toward her.
"A little bit closer," she ordered, starring at my face.
"Oh-oh, did I forget to wash my face?" I took off my glasses and rubbed my eyes.
"Don't block you eyes," she ordered again with her eyes fixed on mine. "Now smile."
"What do you want, sweetie?" I asked, but smiled.
"I want to see a bigger smile," she was not satisfied, and her eyes were still fixed on mine, looking very serious.
"What are you up to? Did you see something wrong in Mommy's eyes?" I was confused, but smiled a bit more as she asked.
"Not in your eyes, Mommy. It's outside your eyes. I see wrinkles. I think you need to put on eggs again," she said, looking concerned.
"Oh, yeh, I should. Thanks for reminding Mommy," I rolled my eyes, not sure I should laugh or cry. She saw me using an egg as facial mask once and I explained to her that the egg would help stop the wrinkles from coming out. Obviously, she remembered.
"Really, Mommy. You need the egg to help you. You don't want to look like grandma," she urged in a serious tone.
"Have you heard about beauty nap?" I asked. She blinked her eyes and shook her head.
"If you let Mommy take a quick nap now, I think there will be one less wrinkle on me," I continued.
"Ok, then. You go ahead and take a nap. I will just sit very quietly here and read my book," she said with a pat on my shoulder and turn back to her car seat.
"Thanks, sweetie," I said happily. "Thanks for caring."