The truth is out there, so lie to me

While conducting a literature search on the development of cohesion in children I stumbled upon an interesting paper on lying and the use of 'um'. Even though it didn't have any relation whatsoever to the things I was looking for, I couldn't resist the urge to read the paper. But who wouldn't be interested in a paper with the title: 'Use of "um" in the deceptive speech of a convicted murderer', or  'Lies, lies and more lies' for that matter (both by Villar and colleagues). I have always thought that the use of um was a filler, used in order to organize one's thoughts. With this idea in mind, you would expect 'umming' all over the place in case of a lie. But the research by Villar and colleagues shows that umming is actually reduced when people lie compared to when they tell the truth. Their results are based on an experiment in which they told subjects to either lie or tell the truth about an opinion they held, but also based on a comprehensive analysis of truths and lies in police transcripts of a convicted murderer. How's that for a subject? In view of their results, Villar and colleagues argue that the use of um should be regarded as part of authentic, natural communication, which is lacking when one is lying.

Now, when we just moved to the United States we found an interesting television series 'Lie to me' in which Dr. Cal Lightman uses microexpressions (involuntary facial expressions of emotions that last about 1/25 to 1/15 of a second) and body gestures to investigate criminal cases. Wouldn't he be thrilled to be able to use umming as a lie detector?

Suspect: Well, ummm...
Dr. Cal: That's a LIE!
Suspect: but, ummm...
Dr. Cal: Another lie!
Suspect: could you at least let me finish it?

In addition, it also reminded me of a game often played on radio shows in which a person has to talk for one minute without saying 'um'. Apparently, the solution for winning the game is lying.

While on the subject of bad behavior, today I had to reprimand Lucas for refusing to get into the car which was followed by a screaming fit. Once I managed to get him into his car seat: "Sorry mommy. I won't scream anymore, mommy, and I won't yell anymore. And I won't... I won't... Mommy, what else did I do?"

Loco Motion

So our youngest is a handy little dude. He started crawling (belly on floor) at 7 months, and at 9 months he's really crawling. And his cute nimble hands, feet and mouth are the cause of my concern.

When I have my back towards him for just a second, he manages to get his little hand stuck in the little step-up his broher has. Then he finds out he can take beer bottles out of their box. Next thing I know, I find him eating crayons, yesterday's food, plastic, paper, electricity cords, you name it. This is followed by tumbling on his little snout on the one upper tooth he has. At the same time, he puts his hands in his brother's potty (which of course is full), and gets his head stuck under the couch. When I think I can put him out of harm's way by securing him in his chair, he manages to reach the cabinet with the trash can, and is happily chewing on the plastic trashbag. Do I hear you ask where he's at right now, while I'm typing this?Welllll, he's ransacking my kitchen cabinet, banging his head against the pots and pans.

Now that just makes me wonder why he's such a hapy fella.