I admit it. I do. For instance, here a few things you may hear coming out of my mouth.....
"I'll be there in a minute."
"Oh no! I have no idea how that Wow Wow Wubsy marathon got erased from the dvr."
"I swear, all I need to do is run in and out of Paper Tales."
"I'll be there in one second."
The latest was when Andres decided he hated French Toast. Never mind the fact that he has never tasted it. So our conversation went something like this....
Me: You'll love it!
Him: No I no like it!
Me: But what's not to like?!?! It's eggs, bread and syrup. You could live on it.
Him: No.
Me: You want pancakes instead?
Him: Yay!! Pancakes! I lub pancakes.
So I fancied up a plate of french toast. Called it pancakes. And plopped it right down in front of the hater of all things french toast.
Me: How did you like your pancakes?
Him: I lubbed them. They was so good!
Me: Oh, by the way, those pancakes were french toast.
Him: I lub french toast!!
So there you go. There are circumstance that just flat out require dishonesty. I'm now trying to work on calling asparagus Oreo cookies and see how that turns out.
