All three of my boys are going through a phase of exaggeration.
At least I think it is a phase.
Come to think of it it might be a genetic flair for drama.
I hear some of the stories at home, but can only imagine what might be overheard at the school playground.
Yesterday I got a little taste of what it might be like. I was driving home with my boys plus a friend, Lukas, and the following conversation occurred after they all agreed that the restroom at school was gross…
Lukas(7): I once went without going to the bathroom for 7 hours!
Reid(7): I never go to the bathroom.*
*this is actually NOT an exaggeration
Ryan(9): I once went for TWO WHOLE days without going to the bathroom. That is very close to the record.
Me: That is NOT an appropriate record to break. I don’t want to be taking boys to the hospital because they refuse to pee.
Ryan: I really did. I didn’t go for two days. I almost broke the Guinness World Record. You can look it up.
Me: Again, no one in this car has my permission to attempt to break that record. And come to think of it, I am not sure there even IS a record for not peeing.
Ryan: There IS a record. You can look it up when we get home. I didn’t break that record. I broke another record.
Me: Ryan, in order to be in the World Record Book you have to go through a process where someone official witnesses that you broke the record.
Ryan: I did! I am in the book.
Me: You are NOT in the book. No one from the book came and watched you do anything.
Ryan: Do you have the most recent edition?
Ryan: That is the one I am in.
Me: RYAN! You are NOT in the book. I promise you.
Ryan: I am too. I broke the record and I am in the 2010 edition.
Me: You are not in the book.
Ryan: I am! Prove it.
Me: You are under 18 so you would need MY signature to be in the book and I didn’t sign anything.