Thursday, September 4, 2014

Liar, Liar

You know how when you go camping and it takes a day or two to get the campfire / tent / fish smell off of you?  You shower, wash your clothes, and still when you get in your car there is a lingering something special?

That is how life is with Samantha and summer camp.  We are needing to wash the rest of the bad attitude and sassiness right out of that girl's hair.  Most of the summer things were fine, but the last few weeks we started noticing a little different stench exuding out of her.

A little more attitude
a little more back talk
a "shut up" here and a white lie there
just a little too big for her britches.

Now, do I blame daycare?  Nope. They were awesome.  But, she spent a lot of time with older kids (including her sister), she had basically no bedtime and we really didn't keep them on a schedule.  It's just part of the glamour of being a working family - it takes a village to keep them out of prison and sometimes it's not all rainbows.

The sassiness and the attitude I could deal with (Addi has given us loads of practice there) but I did start to get a little more concerned about the lying.  None of it has been over anything big, but little lies popping up here and there.  She "can't remember" who filled a cup up with water and grass and left it on the table... She doesn't remember how she got sunblock all over Jay's new truck (after embellishing his old one with a rock down the side)...  She apparently lost her memory as well as her mind this summer.

I am hoping we have caught this early and with some stiff punishments we can hold off on juvie for a while.  But, I do think from now on when I catch her in a lie I'll sing to her this song I just made up (to the tune of "Girl on Fire" by Alicia Keyes).  Not only will I have ruined her favorite song but she'll have to listen to me sing off key.  KILLER.

"Pants On Fire"

She's just a girl with pants on fire
Sent to her room, lonely like a highway
She's a liar, liar pants on fire
Blaming her sister for everything, but she knows she can't get away

Ohhhh oh oh oh oh
She just slammed the door
After being sent to her room
Ohhhh oh oh oh oh
She got tears on her face
And her life's all doom and gloom

Her pants are on fire...
Her pants are on fire...
She's walking on fire...
Her pants are on fire...

1 comment:

Señora Botero-Moriarty said...

I had to sing out liud while LOLing :)
Good luck. I hope it helps !!!
We are experiencing the opposite. During school i think she gets ideas from classmates and the sassiness and answering back started. We have corrected most of it but WOW now im exhausted! What will be of their teenage years!!! B

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