HONORABLE PARENT FAIL or "Ninjago Jenius"?

Ok. Ok. I know I am not the first person anyone thinks of when it comes to parenting advice. In fact, people look to me as the exception to the rule, as in, "You had amazing parents so how did YOU turn out THAT way?"

I thought I would take a dive into the deep end of parenting these last couple years and STILL haven't read any parenting books...unless you count every issue containing Batman and Robin. (And we ALL know how that worked out, right? He has only had two out of five Robins die, so I consider that a win)

My son Simon just turn four but somehow added a million new words and abilities to manipulate and not do what his mother or I ask him to do. I usually don't ask for anything like massage my feet or change the baby's diaper, but he seems to think he is above such menial tasks like brushing his teeth, baths  and bed. Now, along with these new found four year old super powers, he has also found a new and intense love for the show called Ninjago. We never let him watch the show but somehow kids find out about these things anyway... some kids talk to each other! yeah, I know, it's crazy!

So one day I decided to pull myself away from my adult television show, Bob's Burgers, and see what my child is being influenced by. I noticed the classic ninja formula...ninja's with special powers fighting an evil gang of snake-like dudes searching for more weapons to rule the blah blah blah... However, Simon was glued to the TV like I was the first time I saw Godzilla stomp through the deserving Tokyo metropolis. Then, simon turned to me and said, "Dad, are you a Ninjago?"
Any good parent would say, "No, son, I am just your father who is here to provide food, shelter, and love for you." HA! Not I! I saw the moment as a way to use his recently acquired skills of manipulation against this ever growing four year old!!

Here is the conversation:

   Me: "Yes, I was a Ninjago."

   Simon: "What?! Really?"

   Me: Yes. I used to be the Red Ninja, but when I found your mother I promised I would give up the       life of the Ninjago and settle down and just be Batman on occasion."

   Simon: "Do you still have your swords and suit?"

   Me: "I still have my suit but I threw away the swords."

   Simon: "No! You shouldn't have thrown a way the swords."

   Me: "Don't worry I can still protect you. Simon, It is tradition for the Ninjago suit to be passed down from father to son, however, I can only give it to you if you are 'Honorable' and do what your mother and I ask of you.

   Simon: "OK!"

Since hat moment the word "honorable" is a staple part of any conversation with our son. Am I a bad father for blatantly lying to my son? MEH, I really don't care:) I'll break the news to him the same day I let him know I'm Santa too and give him a gift card to my therapist!

Nanananananananananana...BADDAD!