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Aren't Mothers wonderful! What a great story of a mother's love and faith in her child! And how funny that even now she doesn't believe you...and you are telling the truth! Too funny!


Mamas always want to believe the best, don't they? But don't you feel better for fessing up?
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Your mama was adorable.

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I am giggling at "obsession with wattage." I can almost guarantee my mother would have yelled like crazy that I'd lied to her all those years. Never would she have been as calm as your mother, let alone refusing to believe a child of hers could break the fixture or lie about it for 20 years. But never mind her. Your mother's reaction is amazingly cute. And motherly.


My mother would not have believed me if I'd told her the light fixture just exploded - fortunately, there were always other siblings in our house to pin things on (my younger sister was notorious for that). However, if by some miracle she'd have swallowed such a story, when I told her about the lie as an adult, she would not only have believed me, but probably have smacked me a good one, to make up for getting away with it so long ago.


Great story! Our poor mothers, we put them through so much.

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That's so cute!! Your mom sounds like a jewel!


Nick has an obsession with wattage too. HE like only low wattage bulbs, because he hates the brightness. Drives me nuts sometimes.
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That must have been quite convincing an act if she continued to buy it 20 years later....but very cute story. Hey, at least you tried to set the record straight; not your fault she didn't believe you ;)


Remind me to tell you about the time I used to light toilet tissue in the gas heater in our bathroom and run through the house when my parents were at mid-week church. Uh oh. Burned the upholstery of one of the formal dining room chairs. Thank God we weren't very social. My mother didn't discover it for MONTHS. This was 1968.

P.S. Once again, I started reading stuff on my computer screen without my glasses. I thought you started off your post by writing "A little girl named Gretchen is playing with herself in her room.. . ."


That is great. I love that your mom still didn't believe you 20 years later!

The only lie I remember telling that meant anything was when I got really drunk in high school and threw up on myself and proceeded to pass out. From there my friends washed my coat which had my phone it. When I awoke the next morning it was not working. I told my parents I I dropped it in the toilet and needed a new one. The sad thing is I did things like drop phones in the toilet so they believed me and got me a new one. Still haven't ever told the truth. Too ashamed.


This is making me laugh so hard...I can TOTALLY see my Mom doing this and for my entire life just cringing inside every time she mentions the damn 100 watt light bulbs. SO funny!

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