Lies I've told my 3 year old recently
Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.
And for the love of GOD, I hope I make my future kids happy. I want to send them to bed at night, dreaming of not only sugarplum fairies but tiny bears snoozing underneath our house and quietly listening while outside, one ear towards the sky, listening for that sound...
[first found @ swissmiss, who found it here]
[photo from here]
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