I explained that next time she tells a lie to mommy or anyone she will get an immediate time out and this was her one warning. Then she said, "But Mama! You SAID when we go up there (points up) with Chucky Cheezush and Geezush and Mary, not in time out."I have heard her refer to Jesus (aka Geezush) as Chuckie Cheezush before but it's like they have become a team now. If one is mentioned so is the other or one can fill in for the other--they are interchangeable. So anyway the whole conversation got very confusing for me and I'm assuming the three year old...were we talking about lying or dying? I couldn't figure it out. So I moved on, kissed her on the head and left it with, "It is important we always tell the truth". She gave me an approving nod.

[while they certaintly don't resemble one another, I can see the confusion with the name thing, right?]Later I was telling the story to Tim and he said, "Actually Cooper has been known these days to take food off the table if the room is unattended so she probably wasn't lying." Good info...a deep confusing converstaion later and a few hours too late.
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That is priceless! So glad you are writing these down. This story may be one of those that "haunts" Alex for years to come, because I think it's worth retelling many times. So funny.
p.s. It's like feast or famine with your blog :)
i know!!! i'm working on it!
I'll never forget getting in HUGE trouble from my dad when I was about her age for supposedly telling a lie. A neighbor told him she saw me across the street by the park when I was not allowed to cross the street. I hadn't left the front yard all day, but obviously he listened to the grown up neighbor and thought I was lying. He threatened to not let me go to preschool (which I loved) and made me sit in the corner until I told the truth. I finally lied so that I could go. To this day I bring it up and he feels SOOO bad for not believing me!
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