The Munch tells me everything.  She either has no filter, or she lacks the desire to hide things from me.  Even when someone else allows her to do something I don’t, she still lets me know right away.

Munch: Mamma guess what!?

Toni: What?

Munch: Remember how you said I couldn’t watch videos? Well, Grandma let me watch a whole movie!

Or

Munch: Mamma, guess what!

Toni: Tell me!

Munch: Liliana gave me some chocolate!

Liliana: Don’t worry Toni, it was just a little piece.

Munch: No, it was a big huge piece!!!!

I think it is sweet that The Munch wants me to know everything about her, but sometimes I am like “Uhhhh dude… have you ever heard of a secret? Because maybe you should start keeping them from me.”  Doesn’t she get that the result of her dear sweet naïve trustworthiness is that she gets fewer chocolates and less access to movies? The tragedy of it all!  I mean all her unabashed pathological truth telling almost makes me feel guilty for lying to her all the time.

Toni: Munch, you can’t get a lollipop because the store is closed.  It closes at 1pm like all stores that have treats.  No, you can’t watch another Curious George because your brain will melt.  You have to wear a jacket outside because otherwise the wolves will smell you and swallow you up.

Lies may be immoral, but they are also sometimes the easiest way to get what you want.

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate that The Munch wants a totally honest and transparent relationship, but that is just not a realistic approach in the world we live in.  You can’t be completely honest with people! Of course everyone thinks they want truthfulness, but do they really?.  You want to believe honesty reaps purely positive consequences, but does it?  Haven’t you ever told someone the truth and then been like, “man, that kind of sucked.”  As much as honesty is an honorable virtue, it is rare that people genuinely appreciate it.

But I think she is starting to get it.

Munch: You remember when I was taking a shower Mamma?

Toni: Just now? The shower you took ten minutes ago?

Munch: Yeah… do you remember that?

Toni: Yes, of course I remember that.

Munch: Well, I peed in the shower.  But I didn’t tell you.

Toni: That is okay that you peed in the shower.  But why didn’t you want to tell me?

Munch: Because I wanted to tell you later.

Now that is the spirit!!!

Look at this face of purity… I need to corrupt her before the world does!