New Milestone: The Two Year Old And His First Lie-Video Post
Our Sayle is a Pablo Picasso. Our refrigerator doors are covered with his masterpieces and I bring some of his fine works of art to hang on my walls in my office for that extra bit of Sayle flair. He enjoys coloring with crayons, finger paints, sidewalk chalk, markers-basically anything that colors as he expresses himself. And he doesn’t call them crayons, chalk, or markers, no. He refers to them as “his colors.”
Of course our dog is to blame for this
His favorite things to draw are of course, spiders-or “PIDERS!” (said in a squeal), the sun, moon, stars, choo-choo trains, jets, and airplanes. I watch in anticipation as he carefully creates his masterpieces with random scribbles and various colors then steps back, points, and declares it an airplane.
My friend Amber gave Sayle a Crayola Art Easel, which he loves. The top of the easel has clips to hold paper if he wants to use paper, otherwise one side is a chalk board and the other is a dry erase board. If your child loves to draw and color, I highly recommend this toy as it has provided Sayle hours of creative fun.
Prior to this weekend, I would also recommend the easel for contained fun as well; Sayle usually stands right at the easel creating, coloring, and imagining. We never had a problem with his creative flow escaping the easel and finding its way to our walls or furniture so I didn’t give it a second thought when I left Sayle coloring in the kitchen to go fold some laundry around the corner and a few paces away. When I returned to the kitchen approximately five minutes later, I found the may cabinets had been defaced by Crayola Dry Erase Crayons! Sayle, who didn’t even look up at me when I reappeared, continued to scribble away on his dry erase board. I stood there for a second, taking in the graffiti or the expression of art rather and reminding myself they were dry erase crayons (THANK GOD!)
I asked my husband to come witness this scene and he too was amazed with the graffiti in our kitchen. He was quicker on the trigger and asked Sayle if he had colored on the cabinets with the crayons? Sayle glanced up from the easel and shook his head as he replied, “noooooooo, daddy.” Of course my husband replied with the question that all parents ask their kids, “well, if you didn’t do it, then who did?” (Really, why do we do this to ourselves? We obviously know there is no possible other answer, I suppose it’s the undeniable urge to hear what your child could drum up quickly for our own amusement.)
Without fail, Sayle responded with “Doders.”
OH! Foster!! Why didn’t we think of that? Foster our dog managed to grab the dry erase crayons and quickly deface our cabinets, framing our two year old. We both had to hide our laughter as Sayle insisted every time he was asked that “Doders” was the culprit.
So I grabbed a phone to start video taping this interrogation as it was simply too funny not to get on record. Unfortunately, I didn’t grab the video early enough as Sayle did crack and fessed up to the graffiti, but this is definitely one for the books and one to share.
Without further ado, here is the first lie Sayle has ever told…on video.
Has your child reached this milestone? What things has your child lied about?
A boy needs a dog to blame for the occasional wandering crayon (or any other mishap for that matter)! Lovely to see the budding artist in action
Grandma xx xx xx
We have that easel – love it! (well, until they both decide they “must” have the dry erase side and it’s all downhill)
They learn so young how to throw others under the bus, don’t they?
Audrey got caught in a lie the other day and her facial expressions in trying to figure out how we knew was hilarious. Didn’t blame the pets though, just her sister. I’m sure the cats will be targeted at some point.
Hahaha! Cute! I can only imagine how much trouble our 5 dogs will get into!
Ah Grandma, don’t you know that the men in our house blame the dog for everything in our house? Sometimes I wish Foster could talk, because he sees ALL and knows ALL!
Jules-the easel is AWESOME! I have seen some upgraded versions of it, but I think they’re pointless because what we have Sayle LOVES!
As for the girls, how do you know which one did what? Do they usually own it or automatically blame each other? I would keep an eye on those cats, I’m sure they’re plotting all kinds of ways to get those angels of yours in trouble! Audrey is the little model, isn’t she? That’s the girl after my heart!
Jess-I would go ahead and have a discussion about trust with the dogs. Explain to them that they need to be honest with you at all times about their antics because soon Ian will be throwing them under the bus and you will need to have the ability to trust the dogs when they tell you they had nothing to do with it.
That particular time, Allie was about to bite Audrey but could see that we were watching so she stopped. Audrey (not aware we could see them) starts crying and ran to us with “Ah-wee bite me!” and when we told her “no she didn’t” she just gave us this very annoyed “why aren’t you buying my story?” look. Usually if we don’t see whatever happened, it can be a toss up. Allie tends to fess up faster. (Esp during the biting days – if she bit Audrey, she had no problem saying so and why)
Poor cats, all the girls do is watch them and get them in trouble “Kitty on the table, kitty no listen, get off now” Does Sayle police Foster like that? – probably a toddler thing
Your first fib, as I remember, was the great Cherrio caper. You sneaked them from the pantry and I told you to put them back. You flew out of the kitchen with Meghan in her walker right on your heels. In a minute you strolled back into the kitchen with a very innocent look on your face. I asked if you had been in the Cheerios and you said no, Mommy. unfortunately, your innocent act didn’t work because you had about 5 Cheerios sticking to your face.
Naughty Foster…and thank goodness for washable markers!!! How are Mr. Truthful’s teeth doing these days, by the way?
Julie-If Foster does something to him, he runs to me yelling “DODERS!” and crying. I have found that more often than not, Foster had enough of being sat on, pulled on, or been run over by his trucks and barked at Sayle.
Mom-Unforunately, my lying skills haven’t improved since I was two. I simply cannot tell a lie.
Sarah-I know, Foster really should have known better than to draw on the cabinets. As for the teeth AND the ears, blogs to follow. These past few weeks have been rough to say the least. Thanks for asking