deception or imagination creation?

The tooth faerie came to visit us again last night, this time she had to answer a note that came with the tooth > do you eat teeth?

When I was pregnant and before the concepts of bunnies that deliver chocolate eggs and fat men that bring gifts became something he could fathom on I was dead set on not telling him these westernized holidays capitalized by hallmark to extort money out of parents. But then his granny had other plans and thus the fat man, tooth faerie and bunny became a reality in our house.

“But why do some people say it’s a mouse?”

The problem with committing to these illusions is that our family is divided in traditions. I grew up with the whole Santa delivers gifts in the evening and you open them in the morning. But my stepdad is German and so we open on the evening of the 24th after a huge dinner.

So how do we stick to just one version of this lie? And when do we admit that we’ve been lying to them? And how heartbroken are they going to be when they realize their parent wasn’t honest with them? Personally I was absolutely devastated and I guess since then I’m a little more aware of how easy it is for a human being to lie.

The flip-side to all of this is that it can be argued that it is story telling, a way to encourage imagination and creativity, both of which obviously play a massive role in my day to day doings and something I highly encourage in Fysh as well because without imagination it’s hard to achieve the “impossible” and be open to new concepts. Without imagination we wouldn’t have the lightbulb or the cars we drive.


Why is parenting/life so complicated?

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