I lie to my kids, all the time. I must come from a long line of kid liars because I have stories of all the lies my mom and dad would tell me. We talk about these lies and LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH. We laugh because these are lies that, as a grown up, would make you grin. Like, when I was a kid and we got fireworks I couldn't stop touching them. My dad told me that if you shake fireworks too much, they will become duds and not work. So I never touched them again. I was so afraid of having a duddy 4th of July. Before dinner time, if I was hungry and begged for a banana sitting on the counter, my mom would tell me that the banana wouldn't fit in my tummy because it was too big. She would hold it up to my tummy and show me how much bigger that banana was with a sad face. I would "aw shucks" and run off to play.
One of my favorite lies was not even told to me or my brother. We were on a fishing trip and had caught a lot of fish. My dad and I were outside cleaning the fish when this kid came walking up asking all sorts of questions. I think my dad was getting tired of all the yapping. The kid asked my dad what kind of bait we used to catch all those fish and my dad answered, "Dry leaves, and let me tell you, it sure was hard keeping those leaves dry under the water." The kid ran off shouting to his dad, "Dad!!! They caught all those fish with DRY LEAVES!!" The kid's dad gave us the Stink Eye and took his kid back into the cabin. My dad and I couldn't stop laughing. I think I was 7.
So, here I am with my own kids lying like a rug. I'll tell one of the girls to stop touching something because it will "blow up in your face". Or the other day I told Molly that if she didn't let me change her diaper her but would fall off and that HURTS! Emily's fish died the other day. Jeremy ran to the pet store to get replacements but they looked a little different than the originals. We suspected the fish died from Emily over feeding them so when she returned home from school we told her that when you overfeed your fish they change how they look. We also told her that if it happens a second time they could get really sick so STOP OVERFEEDING THE FISH. Emily still believes that if she lies to me (how ironic, ha!) that her tongue will turn black. I tell the kids that they will get sucked down the drain if they don't get out of the tub before the water drains out (they only half believe that one). When Emily refused to poop in the toilet I told her that it would start to build up and come out of her mouth instead. If the kids are whining too much I tell them the whine monster will show up and growl at them. I make up stories all the time to get through the day without having to argue rational points to little children.
I don't know if this would be frowned upon by others. Maybe, maybe not. I just know it works for me and hopefully, when the girls grow up we can LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH about all the lies I told them.