Rachel's fanciful imagination

A few weeks back, we hired the daughter of a friend of mine at work to babysit Rachel while Drew and I went to McKinley's annual auction. (And before you ask: No, NO ONE bid on the pig roast, probably because they priced it starting at $1,500, which would have amounted to $60 per person -- the price should have been more along the lines of about $20 per person. Sigh). My friend lives close to the Knights of Columbus where the auction was held, and she suggested just dropping Rachel off and Katrina would watch her at her own house. We said yes.

When we got to Paula and Theron's house to pick up Rachel, Paula said, "Oh, so Rachel's getting RIDING LESSONS, hmm???" Turned out that Rachel told Paula (my colleague and Katrina's mom) that she has started taking riding lessons. "Where?" Paula asked. "Oh, about a mile from here," Rachel said casually. We immediately debunked that myth, and pondered how to talk to Rachel about it.

The next day on the way to Hebrew school, I mentioned it, and Rachel looked abashed. "What on Earth made you say something like that?!?!" I asked, and she mumbled something, and then I said, "You shouldn't lie like that. You talk about the fact that your friends lie, now you've lied, too. You made Mommy and Daddy look awkward in front of our friends."

She promised not to do that again, and you can be that we will hold her to it.