Children - if you think back really what it was like to be a child and what it was like to know other children - children lie all the time.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
They have to exist or not in their own right. I mean, with kids, you don't say, 'Which is your favourite,' or 'Which did you enjoy bringing up the best?'
There are certain realities we must speak of with our children that were not present when I was a child.
I was a little ham and was a very open kid, probably because I was around adults all the time. That also forced me to grow up fast, and I learned at an early age about how people lie and deceive each other.
As a child I knew almost nothing, nothing beyond what I had picked up in my grandmother's house. All children, I suppose, come into the world like that, not knowing who they are.
I was a good liar as a child.
It used to be the one or the other, right? You were the 'bad girl' or the 'good girl' or the 'bad mother' or 'the good mother,' 'the horrible businesswoman who eschewed her children' or 'the earth mother who was happy to be at home baking pies,' all of that stuff that we sort of knew was a lie.
Growing up, I had a very happy childhood, with two parents who are still very much together.
As a child I was a great liar. Fortunately my mother liked my lies. I promised her marvelous things.
I like children; I like 'em, and I respect 'em. Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by them.
When you have children, there is no room for lies, no room for anything but the truth. Anything other than that is a bad example, I believe.