Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Honesty, Present Tense

Josie slunk into my bedroom, hands on her hips. One foot stuck out in front of her, she looked me right in the eye and said, "Mommy. I cannot tell a lie. I snooped and I found two of my birthday presents and I saw them and I know what they are but I had to tell you the truth. You can keep them and give them to me next year if you want to because by then, I will probably forget what they are."