10 years too late

Sometimes my kids come up with excuses that they honestly think that I'll believe.  Sometimes it's hard to tell if they're being truthful...

...Mom, I have a bad headache, I think I need some medicine...hmmm...do they actually have a headache or do they really like the new Tylenol I just purchased?

...or, (right after I put them down for naps), "Mom, I need to poop!"...hmmm...do they really need to go, or do they just want to get out of bed.  Usually, I cave on this one.  I'm not willing to risk it.

Then there are times like tonight, where I just have to think, "Do they honestly think I'm that stupid?

Me:  Time to clean up the living room

Cait: I feel very sick. I don't think I'll be able to clean up the living room.   (Slight Pause)  But, I do think I feel good enough to play downstairs.

WHAT-EVER!  Honey, I did not just jump on this Mommy Train!  You are about 10 years too late to pull this one over on me!  Sometimes it stinks being the last child!  Sorry!