And so the deceit from dcs childhood catches up with me....

[Caughtinmyweboflies]

What started as an innocent conversation has turned into a confession session, and my 21yo is shocked.

We were talking about a band he listened to as a kid (JLS if you're interested), and it came about that I told him when he was maybe 5 or 6 that their names were Aston, JB, Colin and Jeff (couldn't remember the other 2s names) and he just never questioned it for all these years.

As the conversation went on I had to confess to a multitude of things like dropping cool metal things ahead of him when he was out with his metal detector, he thought he was just really lucky, he thought he saw a meteor hit earth when he was about 8, they were doing a thing at school where an 'alien' crashed into earth and they did a whole term around teaching the alien stuff, so the night before I stood outside his bedroom window with a stereo and a flashlight, and he saw and heard this meteor and just never questioned it.

All in all I had to confess to maybe 10 things that I did to make his childhood magical and he is shook.

He's very clever, at uni, paying his own way by working full time, own flat etc, but he just never really questioned anything (also autistic and takes everything at face value as we have learned in the last few years).

I'm sitting here wracking my brains to other stuff I have done now.

(Lighthearted, he is actually very grateful and thanked me then got a bit teary, after he told me off 🤣)

Anyone else had innocent lies catch up with them?

I managed to convince the kids for at least two years that I was training to be in the Olympics at swimming 😀

The fact that I barely do any swimming when we're actually at the pool escaped them and the fact that I'm 43 so too blardy old anyway

DH told me the other day, in all seriousness, that when he was a child he had a goldfish that lived to be 12.

My grandpa said those sorts of cows grazing on the sides of hills were special - he said they were called, “cattywompus.”

Yeah - me either.

I don’t think anyone has mentioned the old classic “if the wind changes your face will stay like that”. I remember being old enough to doubt that this could be possible, but also afraid that it could. It was the number one reason I stopped pulling faces!

Yes and nana used to say she knew someone who's brains came down their nose because they picked it so much 🤣 She had so many old wives tales.

I told my sons that my BCG scar was a caused by a bullet that I got in that arm working undercover in the Gulf. They told all their pals that their mum had been shot when she was an undercover soldier.

🤣 🤣 🤣 Love this one....

A sugar beat factory we used to drive past to visit family had big plumes of steam coming out of it. I believed for far too long that it was the cloud factory.

Goldfish should live 10-15 years, and even 20+ with the right care. Sadly most live shit lives in crap environments - but your DHs might have been 12.

Oh, I absolutely love this.

When I was three Father Christmas appeared at my grandparents house on Christmas day to wild excitement. After dishing out presents he left, and I chased him to tell him off because he had stolen my Grandad's glasses.

When I was 8 I had an electric toothbrush in my stocking. A couple of months later my Mum told me off for not using the electric toothbrush she had bought me. I never said anything but remember thinking "that's proof"!

@OneForTheRoadThen This is entirely possible - we still have the goldfish that was won at a fairground when my daughter was four - she’s 27 next birthday.

We used to go to watch our football team on Saturday afternoon and sometimes their match highlights, back in the day when they weren't rubbish, were shown in the evening. I was fascinated that thy could remember how to 'replay' the match in the evening for the TV, it never bothered me that it was daylight n the TV but dark outside the house. No-one bothered to correct me either.
My brother wanted to know where Random was and Dad was puzzled. 'It's where they go to draw the winner's name, the winner was drawn at random' explained puzzled brother.

I’m actually having a reverse of this because I recently tried to tell my daughter how Santa works. I thought it was clear. Then I said now that she knows she can join in being Santa. I told her to choose something for someone and we’d wrap it up and leave it under their tree saying “Love from Santa” and we never admit it was us.

She said she wants to get something for her sister. She then said “will you write on it for me because I bet she won’t be able to tell the difference between your handwriting and Santa’s” 🤦♀️

This is not really on topic, but the Santa stuff made me think of it.

One of the best tips I got from MN was to keep separate 'Santa' wrapping paper. I kept mine in my office and did all my wrapping there. That prevents a child brightly saying 'Santa uses the same wrapping paper we do'.

Once we were at Watersones. DS1 said he wanted to buy a Horrid Henry book. I replied;'But I just bought you the box set for Christmas!'. He looked at me and said 'I thought Santa bought me that'. I saw another mum nearby look at me with silent alarm. I said weakly ... ' yeah..... but I e-mailed him....'.

They wouldn't eat beef, turnip or curry cos they don't like it...they did eat dinosaur meat, yellow carrots and spiced butter chicken. Don't trust me now they're adults though 😂

One of mine 'hated stew'. He was always quite pleased when I abandoned my plans to make chicken stew and made chicken casserole instead though.

With all the lovely Christmas ones I'll share the 'elves' one.

We have a small, low cupboard in our porch- where the meters are. I don't really remember how it came about as it was a good 15-16 years ago. I vaguely remember DS2 being 3 & asking if the elves keep watch for good behaviour (this was WAY before Elf on the Shelf madness). I think a security guard at ASDA had told him that the security TV was the elves watching 🤣.

He'd always try to get in this little cupboard, so I had a moment of genius that the elves would enter through this cupboard randomly to check on him & his brother. This was a HUGE deal to him & DS1 who was 5 at the time. I then came up with the idea that on Christmas Eve the elves would leave them.a present for being the best boys. Cue as it got dark the door-bell rang & when they answered with dad there was 2 wrapped presents sticking out of the cupbiard from 'The Elves' with silly hand-writing. It was always PJs for tucking up for Santa.

You cannot believe how excited they'd be every year about this. We've NEVER discussed the elves not being real. They're now 18 & 20 & the elves still brimg them new PJs (eldest always back from uni, so I love Xmas eve). They both continued this for their little brother who's 13 with SEN & still thinks the elves are real. It's a joyous moment every year ❤️.

Well it’s seems I’ve just learned that today! 🫣🫣

Aged about 9, driving to Leicester with my dad to see a football game.

He casually goes, "Isn't it strange that Leicester and Liecester should be so close to each other, when they have such similar names?"
I'm 40 years old now, and still have to remind myself which is the correct name.

He also had me convinced he could tell the difference between daddy and mummy longlegs. He'd peer at them closely, and then announce, "Ah yes, definitely a mummy!"

We used to play this game called "head grind". Basically we'd put our foreheads together, and try and push the other one. Dad would be grimacing and straining, and I'd eventually win. Similarly, he'd hold my wrist in his hand, and I'd have to try and shimmy my hand out. He'd be wincing and groaning, and eventually I'd get my hand free.
I was, embarrassingly, well into my teens before I realised he was letting me win.

@Puffalicious that’s really sweet!

My sister told her kids about Santa’s robin watching all year round. Luckily for me, my DD’s have been watching Hilda since my eldest was 2, which features elves that are tiny and invisible! You have to sign the paperwork to be able to see them. So they decided there are invisible elves everywhere. I play along and say if they lie to me about who did what, the elves will know and will tell Santa haha.

Clever & adorable at the same time!