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The Biggest Lies My Daughter Has Told Me (Thus Far!)

Posted on July 14, 2021July 15, 2025 by Booboos to Tattoos Author

Original Publish Date: August 24, 2011

I admit it, I’ve been duped a thousand times by my daughter, and despite knowing it, I continue to fall for her lies. I think it’s wishful thinking that “this time,” she is finally being straightforward and I have nothing to worry about. I catch her in lies all the time, but 50% of the time I can’t really prove anything and 50% of the time I punish her in some way but it doesn’t change her behavior. She’s either a pathological liar or a master manipulator. Sometimes I think I’m just hanging in there until she’s 18 and turning her loose into the world—and setting myself free. I love her endlessly, but she’s so hard to live with.

Here are her biggest, or should I say, most common—enjoy!

  • I don’t smoke weed/do drugs anymore. I’m done with all that.
  • Their parents are/were/will be home.
  • I don’t know his/her last name.
  • I don’t have their number.
  • I’ll get you the number and address as soon as I get there.
  • I wouldn’t hang out with them if they did drugs or underage drinking.
  • I’m just hanging out watching movies and eating pizza.
  • I called my nana and she didn’t answer.
  • I’m saving my money and not spending it on stupid things.
  • I cleaned my car and it’s spotless [told over the phone].
  • I cleaned my room and it’s spotless [told over the phone].
  • I don’t have a tattoo (this one is still up for debate—I can’t prove or disprove it).
  • He’s not too old for me.
  • We’re just friends; I can have an older guy friend, can’t I?
  • I would never let him try anything with me.
  • I’m going to work out today.
  • I’ll tell you what happened—tomorrow.
  • I tell you everything, Mom.
  • Sorry, I didn’t hear the phone ring.
  • My phone died.
  • I told you I was sleeping over.
  • I stayed late at work.
  • I slept for 15 hours because I’ve just been working so hard.
  • My eyes are red because of my allergies.
  • I gave away all my paraphernalia.
  • That’s not mine.
  • I was just sitting in my car waiting for them to get their drinks and come out. I didn’t know they were going to rip off that store.
  • I’ll be at X’s house the whole time.
  • I know I said we’d be at X’s house the whole time, but we only went out for a few minutes to say hello to some other friends.
  • They have their own apartment, but they’re really responsible and mature and they don’t drink or use drugs.
  • I hate alcohol; it makes me sick.
  • I’m so glad I didn’t have to take a drug test for the shoplifting charge—that’s so bogus. Whatever, I’d come up clean anyway.
  • I’m the only one with a car.
  • I’m not hanging out with those people anymore; they just used me for my car.
  • I’m on my way home right now [music and voices in the background].
  • I haven’t been to a rave since you forbid me.
Category: Parent-child communication, Parental burnout, Parenting, Teens and drugs

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