I’m not sure why I thought it would be a good idea to play a long when my daughter asked me to play truth or dare. A more appropriate response probably would have been to ask her where she heard of the game.
“If someone says truth you have to respond with the truth to the question they ask and you can’t tell a lie.”
She asked me my favorite color. Really ready with the heavy punches.
I was ready had some tough questions myself.
“Who do you like more, mommy or daddy?”
Yes, I know you don’t do this to your kids. That it’s a lose-lose situation and all that. But well, yea I did that.
“Hmmm” she pondered for a few moments. I figured she was thinking of a nice way to say that daddy is cool and all, but mommy rocks.
“Daddy. Because he builds me forts,” she finally responded.
“What?” I asked incredulously.
“Daddy builds you forts, so you like him more? Even though mommy takes you to cheer lessons and practices with you, and reads you Percy Jackson every night, and lets you sneak in the bed and cuddle with me… And takes you to Disneyland?!!”
“Well daddy took me to Disney too…”
“Yea well, I took you to Disneyland for your birthday!”
I 100% knew this was an inappropriate conversation, and I should really let it go. But I was already in knee deep, so what the heck.
I turned to my son and asked him “who do you like more? Mommy or daddy?”
“Mommy!” He said without a moment’s hesitation. Maybe it’s true or maybe he’s just wise enough to know in impossible situations you go with the person standing in front of you. It didn’t matter. I took it. I picked him up and called him my mamas boy.
Then looked over at my daughter and it hit me. In my little girl’s eyes daddy can do no wrong. He’s immortal. He’s silly and fun. Mommy on the other hand… is only human. We have a daddy’s girl through and through.
A whole week has gone by since out little game and I still can’t let it go. I told my husband about our conversation and I’m pretty sure he was trying to hide a smirk (or try not to roll his eyes, I was too busy moping to pay close attention).
But in the end, I’ve learned something. First of all don’t ask questions you don’t really want to know the answer to. Secondly, I thought my son would be the death of me but my daughter is going to give me a run for my money.
Lastly, if you must, choose dare.