“Who opened the maple syrup?”
Long silence as both children pretend to be hard of hearing.
I snag Wallace as he cruises through the kitchen, kneel down and look into his eyes (as all those experts recommend), “Wallace, please tell me what happened to the maple syrup.”
More silence coupled with darting brown eyes.
I have a hunch but stay silent and prepare for the excuses about to come my way.
“…okay, fine. I drank it. …but look at what a great job I did telling the truth!”
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Does this stuff happen at your house?
Grief Happens 
Bless him!
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Ha ha ha. Loved reading this. So true when the kids are young. And then they grow old and get better at lying 😀
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Exactly. My oldest gets better at deception almost daily. It’s a bit unnerving.
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Oh yes! With two boys, we’ve had worse, I’m sure:). I’m so glad we’re out of the ketchup sandwich phase . . .
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I am sure you have! What is it with boys and their adoration of all-things-ketchup? Yuck!
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Lol! Cute, gotta give him points for honesty.
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Sounds like he was a reluctant George Washington (even though the cherry tree story was a myth). 🙂
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Yes!!
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Ha ha!!!!! I’m not going to share this story with my maple-syrup-drinking girls!!! 😉
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I think there is a hormone that blocks hearing when it hears certain things…it’s even very amazing when it hears something whispered from a thousand yards….strange hey! 😀
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Never! My son was a skilled liar!
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Ha! Well this was a couple of years ago. My kids’ lying skills have improved tremendously of late. It’s unnerving for sure.
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