We’ve caught a couple of lies in the last few days, and I’d really like to nip this in the bud. Paul is ten, and we have a pretty good relationship. I don’t scream at him or beat him when he does something wrong, so I can’t see why he’d feel the need to lie.
The first one happened a couple of days ago. He was in his room with the door shut. As I approached the room, I heard a sudden violent rustling of paper, and opened the door to find him just standing in the middle of the floor. When I asked him what he was doing, he said “nothing”, but when I told him I’d heard the noises, he sheepishly retrieved a crumpled page of math problems from behind the nightstand. He explained, “I was just doing some math for fun.”
I gave him a quizzical look as I handed the paper back to him (noticing as I did so that the problems were numbered). I didn’t say anything, but went away for a few moments. When I came back, again I heard the sudden stashing of the paper. I put my head in and said cheerfully, “Ready to quit lying and do your homework?” He came along without further ado, and we spent the next hour and a half wrestling with his long division, including re-doing the ones he had already gotten wrong.
When we finished, I calmly explained to him that he had upset me with his lying and that he shouldn’t be afraid to tell me the truth, and he apologized with apparent sincerity.
However, the next day my husband met Paul coming in from the garage, carrying a plaque. It was some piece of sports memorabilia that had belonged to my ex-husband (Paul’s father). Paul’s dad had a collection of sports junk, mostly Nascar matchbox cars. These things were kept in a trunk, and when we divorced, Paul’s dad said Paul could have this stuff. The trunk is stored in the garage, with some unwieldy things piled on top of it, so it was kind of surprising that the kid had gotten anything out of it without help.
When my husband asked, Paul told him that his dad had asked to have this thing back (true) and that I knew all about it (not true).
When I picked Paul up later that same day to go visit his dad, I noticed the plaque and asked about it. Paul told me that my husband knew he was getting it, and in fact had helped him move the stuff in the garage. Today when my husband and I compared notes, we realized that Paul was lying again.
I plan to talk to the boy again when I get home from work today, but I don’t know what I’m going to say that I haven’t said already. Should I punish him, and if so, how? Maybe wait for the next lie?