The first Saturday of every month, I invite a bunch of farm kids from the area up to my house, and we have bare-knuckle boxing all afternoon and then a big picnic supper.
when your spouse catches your child in a ridiculous lie such as claiming they didnt eat the entirety of a bag of sugar despite the evidence, it is YOUR job, as co-parent and a bringer of chaos, to say: i believe her. she didn’t do it. that sugar could’ve came from anywhere. let’s go baby, let’s go find the criminal who framed you. what a dastardly crime to commit against a child.
now…as someone who raised their younger sister: 9 out of 10 times, this will end in a tearful confession. your faith in her will be it. and you have to act HEARTBROKEN. you have to look at the dog and ask, mournfully, “did you know? did you know?”
