i also hope my future kids don't lie as much as i did, because i lied a lot about the dumbest things. here is a portion of a conversation that took place between me and one of my friend's parents, (the father from the french toast incident in my "elementary skills" post) my friend, we'll call her Philadelphia, was not present for this conversation so i think here dad was attempting to make small talk, i'm guessing this was in 2nd grade, before i get too far ahead i need to say this, i was the best reader in my class, i know this not only because i never made mistakes in class during group reading, but the teacher told my mom and she of course told me, ok here it goes.
french toast dad: "how is your caramel apple?"
me: "good, messy"
french toast dad: "how is your reading in school?"
me: "good"
french toast dad: "are you better than Philadelphia?"
me: (hesitate, shake head no) "i'm good, but she's a bit better than me"
now, this was the type of man that was absurdly pleased to here that his child was better than somebody else, i think that's why i lied, because i knew it was what he wanted to hear
