Tuesday, April 07, 2015

You can't handle the truth

The other day Oliver got in trouble for going into Ada's room uninvited and messing with her stuff (this is about the worst sin you can commit from Ada's perspective). I was talking to him about this and when I got closer he smelled suspiciously of Ada's body spray (think sickningly sweet cotton candy). I asked him if he had sprayed it. He was cautious to answer and I said "Oliver, do not lie. Tell the truth." To which he responded, "I'm scared of it mom."
I had to give him a hug so he didn't see me laughing.
In the end, he did tell the truth. In case you were wondering, no, the cotton candy smell eminating from his body did not just naturally appear.

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