The boy who cried…

February 24, 2009

Posted on Tuesday~ February 24, 2009

We were having one of “those” rides home from preschool. The kind where I know very quickly that school has plum worn out my poor, weepy child. I was trying to refrain from blasting the music loud enough to cover the tantrum that was my child, all buckled in snug behind me, screaming with tears running down his cheeks.

This doesn’t happen very often, but he was was mad, mad, mad. Because Asher had a sun visor on his window and he did not.

I guess he had a good point. I mean, why the sun-in-the-eyes favoritism, I don’t know? Besides the fact that every time you turn, the sun switches sides, blinding whichever child is closest. The sun has no favorites. So I was trying to explain that when we turn onto our street the sun wouldn’t be in his eyes anymore, but Miles was NOT having it. He was obviously extremely tired.

So I said “Miles, I think school must have really worn you out today.”

Quiet.

“Do you think it did? Or are you just sad?”

“Some kids bonked me over and I cried.”

“Oh…I’m so sorry, sweetie. Did you get hurt?”

“Yes.” He sighs bigly.

“Well, did the teacher help you feel better?”

“No, she was too busy.”

“Oh that’s too bad….maybe the bonking was an accident.”

“No…(very sad, pitiful little voice) “It wasn’t an accident…they pushed me down and then…one of them…called me a SHEEEEEEP!” (crying gets louder)

“Oh sweetie, I bet that DID make you feel sad.” (Mama Bear starts bumping around inside me)

Quiet…

And then he says it…

“That didn’t happen…I want the sun blocker thing now.”

(I stifle a laugh because I just can’t help it. Thank God he can only see the back of my head)

“Miles. You just cried sheep!”

“Huh?”

“You just cried sheep! You made up a story and had me believing it was the truth and now when you tell me these things I won’t know if you’re telling me the truth or not. Do you understand?”

Silence.

Baaaaa!

{ 42 comments }

♥georgie♥ February 24, 2009 at 2:45 pm

OMGosh you just so made me miss the days when my beans were smaller and they said cute things like this…

Miles cracks me up!!!

Less Toil Traci February 24, 2009 at 2:53 pm

What a story! What a kid. :) I want to meet him. You have to come to my house and have coffee with me. Okay?

Growin' with it! February 24, 2009 at 3:18 pm

good one!

CC February 24, 2009 at 3:55 pm

Ha! He cried sheep!!!

My son has been lying a lot recently. And I’m just going NUTS!!!! Help!

Kristina P. February 24, 2009 at 4:23 pm

What an imagination that one has! He must be like some of the kids I work with who say that they were “holding the marijuana for a friend.”

Angie February 24, 2009 at 4:25 pm

Oh that is too hilarious. Bless his little heart. He has a quick mind, that one. And bless his mommy’s heart, too.. you have to figure out how to mold and train that sharp little mind. :)

JustRandi February 24, 2009 at 4:27 pm

So funny that they figure out how to push our buttons from such a young age.
I’ve had to learn over and over to push down that mama bear until I have more info. That mama bear used to get me in trouble a lot.

LexiconLuvr February 24, 2009 at 4:32 pm

Wow! That kid has one great imagination. And clearly is super smart! It’s amazing how they learn to do that from such a little age. Of course, my inner mommy-bear is vicious so I’ve had to train myself to discover the truth quickly before giving it free rein. I make the 3 bears look like housecats.

Debbie February 24, 2009 at 4:53 pm

What a sweet, honest boy you are raising there! Did you get a new sun blocker for his side?

The Mom February 24, 2009 at 5:08 pm

LMBO! That is so funny! The things kids come up with!

Jillene February 24, 2009 at 5:15 pm

I am sorry but I laughed–out loud. Welcome to the world of “If I lie I will get my way not matter what”. I have 2 girls that are in the “crying wolf” phase. Blah!!

happygeek February 24, 2009 at 5:19 pm

Maybe if he gets a sunblocker he won’t feel the need to be so baaaaad. :)

Sheryl February 24, 2009 at 5:38 pm

hysterical!! you are brilliant.

Kazzy February 24, 2009 at 5:43 pm

I love that he admitted milking it for sympathy! Cutie patootie!

Lee of MWOB February 24, 2009 at 6:31 pm

I thought only little girls were that good at manipulation….I thought I was going to get a break when my lil’ guy got to the talking age but this post is telling me he’s capable of giving me his fair share…

:-)

Becky February 24, 2009 at 6:40 pm

I’m very impressed that Miles fessed up to the fibbing on his own. We have to beat it, er, drag it out of Riley. He does have good stories, though!

Jenn February 24, 2009 at 7:05 pm

Hope Miles gets good and rested! It sounds like he was worn out. My little ones tend to do the same thing when they have had enough.

That Girl in Brazil February 24, 2009 at 7:16 pm

Laughed out loud.

I like Miles. A lot.

Kimberly February 24, 2009 at 7:35 pm

Oh he is far, far too clever for his age!

sara February 24, 2009 at 8:09 pm

Once when my youngest was about 5, he was riding with a new friend of mine. She was trying to get to know him and ask him questions. He told her a long story of how his mama and daddy met. Well, she thought the story was odd, so she said “I didn’t know that was how they met. We will have to ask them about it when we get to your house” My sweet son just looked out the window and said “or you could just forget about it”

kids are great!

Keyona February 24, 2009 at 8:25 pm

Oh he’s a smart one. You better keep your eye on him!

Jessica February 24, 2009 at 8:39 pm

AGh! He is too smart! And too cute. love it.

Muthering Heights February 24, 2009 at 9:31 pm

Oh.my.goodness. That’s HILARIOUS!!

Abra February 24, 2009 at 9:38 pm

Too funny, once in kindergarten, Deklan told me that he didn’t have a hot dog on hot dog day. I wanted to know what he had eaten, “Just what you put in my lunch.” He told me really pitiful like.
I was so upset that they didn’t give him a hot dog, I turned around to head back to the school, ready to blast them with a “Why the heck do I buy a hot dog card, if you’re not going to use it to feed the kid?”
I had just pulled up in front of the school when he says, “Oh, actually, I forgot, I did have a hot dog.”
argh!

Kim February 24, 2009 at 9:40 pm

Oh my. I do love those days. Oh so much. haha.

He is a funny boy, crying sheep. Hilarious. Freaking hilarious boy.

Tooj February 24, 2009 at 9:42 pm

LOLOL That’s hilarious!! Poor little sheep. It must have been what he was feeling inside…he felt bonked around and sheepish. LOL

Jen February 24, 2009 at 9:54 pm

that is just too funny! I love it, you cried sheep.

a Tonggu Momma February 24, 2009 at 11:28 pm

He cried SHEEP!!!! BwaaaHaHaHaHa! And remind me to tell you the story about my maiden name sometime.

Melanie J February 24, 2009 at 11:47 pm

Uh-oh. You’re going to have your hands full with that one…

Boy Mom February 24, 2009 at 11:52 pm

I love your posts, why are you not on my blog roll? fixing that little oversight…

Kelly @ Love Well February 25, 2009 at 12:15 am

That’s hysterical.

Obviously, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Heidi Ashworth February 25, 2009 at 12:59 am

I’m scared for you, woman! P.S. little kiddie sunglasses stopped the sun-in-my eyes whining cold.

MoziEsmé February 25, 2009 at 1:51 am

That kid is way too smart!

Tim February 25, 2009 at 2:35 am

That was too funny! I just love kidspeak.

By the way, did you see my last post? If not check it out, it was very difficult to write but will for sure be worth the read. If you feel led to do so, post about it so that we can get the word out so that this ministry I am starting will speak to many.

Love and Prayers,

Tim

Blessed February 25, 2009 at 7:59 am

Oh my… I can see my Sugar making up stories like that!

radioactive girl February 25, 2009 at 10:37 am

That is hysterical! I think my little guy would be good friends with yours. And we would both crack up at the things they would think up together!

kel February 25, 2009 at 10:48 am

That was hysterical!! Baa!

Eowyn February 26, 2009 at 12:17 pm

I have a love/hate relationship with those times when you want to laugh soooo badly, and yet you know if you do your sunk. It happens so often at my house.

What a great story.

Peanut February 26, 2009 at 2:04 pm

I can’t believe he could figure out that telling that story would get you all upset, maybe enough to get what he wanted… these kids are always one step ahead of us aren’t they?! What a smartie-pants!

Adventures In Babywearing February 28, 2009 at 9:25 am

Oh he is so sweet!

Steph

fidget February 28, 2009 at 10:18 am

ROFL, that sneaky smartie

Rachel February 28, 2009 at 10:28 am

That is HILARIOUS!!! He came up with a good one!!! Too funny.

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