Lies we don’t believe

As a child still, my parents take me as a fool. This ranges from good to bad, but often it's in the bliss of ignorance of the real world they think my brain spends most of its time. They lie about the politics, saying who is better for which reasons, attempting to tint the lens I see life through, trying to replicate their beliefs on easily molded material. It would be comparable to a toddler squeezing play-doh it its fist and having the play-doh become its own. Not the best idea now is it.

Although there is a benefit to bliss, bliss is temporary, and your kid most likely knows more than you think, so hope and know what you want to be your play-doh.