1. bar1ranch
    March 24, 2014 @ 2:37 pm

    I think a fake wife post would be fun to read. I think I should swing fake dad more often.


  2. Barz Ganya
    March 24, 2014 @ 3:09 pm

    Parenting is a completely false idea from the start. And no woman has ever been able to accomplish the goal of being a mother or wife in the history of mankind. Many has proved unfaithful in either position .But we do have Mother Sarah, and Father Abraham, Christ the Lord and HaShem of Hosts, our Father in Heaven and in the earth and in heaven and all things that in them are. I think for any adult to realize the virtue of nullification and becoming like a child is about the best we may do as created beings…Parenthood, being an adult, having different approaches to relationships whether it be friend, family member, co-worker or child all ought to be One and the same. So, yes of course, you’re a fake this, that and the othe rthing but here is hope- you are a child of G-d and He accepts you as you are and you can’t hide from Him or lie to Him and He has infinitely more patience with you than you may have for your child or coworker…Imagination is a fine thing to encourage in a child and it’s excusable in an adult, but ultimately, to achieve a real and living relationship with our Father in heaven and an appreciatetion for whom He has made us to be, and to be mindful of His commandments and directives for our lives, creates more real and intense miracle and wonder than any imagined dragon or fairie horse ride through the forest may afford you or anyone else. It is hard relating to anyone when we are trying to fit into a mold that doesn’t rightly exist anywhere in the world anyway…But when Kingdom Come and His Will be done, Life will take on such rapturous glory of godliness manifest in our members that anygthing less wont seem worth the time and effort…like making up stories for your son to tell rather than helping him appreciate what is and how to make the most of that now. Dreams and stories are still fine and dandy, but the reality in which we should live ought to blow that away an hundredfold, and if we’re doing it right, we will bring Heaven to earth and manifest our true heavenly nature and personage here on earth as it may be in heaven…No need waiting for a glorified body, what you have to work with here and now is glory sufficient. Lechaim, lechaim! G-d bless.


  3. Missy
    March 24, 2014 @ 3:58 pm

    I can’t think of one part of this that I don’t love.


  4. Ann Kilter
    March 24, 2014 @ 8:30 pm

    Pretending has gotten me through plenty of times. Plus it’s good modeling for our autistic kids…


  5. mariekeates
    March 25, 2014 @ 6:39 pm

    I’m pretty sure I did a lot of that when mine were little. Better than the alternative though, yelling and tearing hair out. 🙂


  6. MeanderingDude
    March 26, 2014 @ 12:58 pm

    Carrie! Again you amaze me how you capture the moment. Too many times I needed to be “fake” but instead I let the real and sometimes ugly come out in stead.

    I think I would have sprayed food and drink through my nostrils if one of my kids had said that at the table.

    Keep writing and I will keep reading.


    • ccariello
      March 26, 2014 @ 5:13 pm

      Thank you, Meandering Dude, for your special comments. I savor them.


  7. barzdovg666
    March 26, 2014 @ 4:10 pm

    “This was the magic that made children feel grown-up,
    Pouring imaginary tea into a small tin cup.”


  8. liane {meraki geek}
    March 28, 2014 @ 3:46 pm

    This was hilariously real I can totally relate! “Just before I reached for some matches and lit my own eyelashes on fire” made me laugh out loud. I know you meant it, but didn’t say it (or maybe I missed it), but “fake” equates to presence and patience and giving our children what they need when they need it. I admittedly have to “fake” it a lot. But I realize it’s usually because I have my own agenda or am thinking about the future (or past) vs. being present with my kids.


  9. Stephanie
    March 31, 2014 @ 4:46 pm

    I’ll bet that our fake moms are besties…


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