Emmi ran over to where I sat on the couch.
"Mommy, you liar!"
"Ems do you know what liar means?" Obviously, I wasn't a liar. I hadn't even talked to her in the last twenty minutes. Unless there was some past discretion she was coming to set straight.
She look at me for a moment before answering, "Pink!"
"Emmi, a liar is someone who does not tell the truth. Like this. The dog is blue. Emmi pinched me. Emmi hit me. That is my purse...." I list various lies for her. Some silly, some I have heard both her and Jill use.
"Okay, Ems. Your turn. Can you think of a lie?"
She pauses, thinking. "You kicked my kangaroo!"
Obviously, she has mastered lying.