I want to be honest with you. If you ever come over for dinner, and we excitedly tell you that it’s “breakfast supper night!” that’s a little bit of a lie.
A more accurate term for that night would be “we don’t have anything else in the house to eat” night. Or “Jon and Jenny are really tired and don’t want to go to the grocery store” night. Or even “Time to trick the kids into thinking scrambled eggs are a complete meal” night.
The funny thing is that our kids buy into it. They’re young enough to believe we planned it. That maybe all along we were expecting to have grits on Tuesday night.
They’re none the wiser. Granted, they’re only 5 and 8 right now so they might start asking questions when they’re older. But, if they get wise to us, we’ve got a way to throw them off our tracks – waffles. As the Bible says, syrup covers a multitude of sins. Plus, we received approximately 19 waffle makers at our wedding.
Is “breakfast supper” a lie? Are we lying to our kids with our false excitement? I know the truth will set you free, but the truth will not set you free from cooking dinner some nights when you don’t feel like it.
Can we get a ruling on that one?
Have you ever told a lie like that to your kids?
