OH, the fibs we tell our kids.
Like, we have a direct line to Santa and the Easter Bunny, which means we can dob them in if they don’t stop misbehaving and the consequences could seriously impact the haul of pressies and chocolate eggs.
As a child, I was amazed that my mother could just pick up the phone to dob on my sister and me. But the result was always the same.
We would become compliant on ...
