Lucy and I went to the store today. When we got back to the car I started up the air conditioning. Lucy climbed in the back seat while I put the groceries in the trunk. When I got into the driver seat, Lucy clambered up into the front passenger seat.
Lucy: “Can I ride up here on the way home?”
Me: “Well, you’re really not supposed to. And if mommy found out I would get in trouble.”
Me: “Well, when we get home you would tell mommy.”
Me: “Then get in the back seat.”
Lucy: “Wait! I won’t tell mommy!”
Me: “Look me in the eye.”
Lucy stares over, exerting maximum effort to look serious.
Me: “You know you like telling people about all your adventures. Would you really not tell mom?”
Lucy shakes her head, maintaining her serious face.
Me, in my most skeptical voice: “And you wouldn’t tell Kathleen?”
Again Lucy shakes her head.
Me: “Ok. Let’s go.”
Me: “Get your seat belt on!”
Lucy pauses. “WAIT!” She hops up and jumps to her place in the back seat.
Me: “What happened?”
Lucy: “I’m really not good at keeping secrets.”
Me: “Mmm Hmmm.”
Lucy: “Can I tell mom and Kathleen about what we almost did?”
Me: “Sure Lucy.”