Thursday, December 17, 2009


My husband and I are evil
This we truly are
We've been lying to our son
Perhaps taking things too far
Our oldest believes in Santa
We've told him he exists
But it's not just the myth of Santa
Or the nice and naughty lists
No, we've taken things much further
Than just a simple, small, white lie
And have used it to our benefit
To get him to comply
Whenever the little man pouts
Or starts to misbehave
We tell him we're calling Santa
As we give our phone a wave
To this he vows perfection
And that he'll stop behaving bad
We've even faked a conversation
(I know our actions are quite sad...)
What we're doing to our son
Has made me question a simple truth
If kids claim their parents mean
Should we believe our complaining youth?
As for now, my spouse and I
Will probably keep on with the fibbing
Parenting has a learning curve
With plenty of ad-libbing.


  1. "Fibbing = ad-libbing" Sooo Funny! :) I don't know how you do so many poems it is hilarious. I would MAYBE squeak out one and be done. (rhyme haha!) Yeah I'm not that talented.

  2. My 6 year old asked me if Santa is real. I told her no. She said she does not believe me and she is still totally believing in him.
    Weird kid!
    Merry Christmas!

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