Sunday, October 14, 2007

Boys Will Be Boys

Some time ago Lisa found and interesting treat in the bathroom our two boys share. Now, take a moment to ponder that sentence.............

If you're a parent, especially of boys, I'm sure your mind has already conjured up all sorts of possibilities for what was lurking in the shadows. Was is some sort of disgusting boy made by-product left behind in the bowl? Not this time (thank you Lord) How about a tub full of Jello? Wrong again, although the next time I visit my brothers house that might be fun to try. No, this was something altogether different.

As Lisa was going through the regular get ready for school rituals, "did you brush your teeth?, go potty?, wash your hands?, etc.", she happened to glance over at the waste basket. Looking in she noticed it was filled to capacity with Dixie Cups that, to her recollection were not there the night before. Fortunately, a mothers common sense kicked in and rather than pick up anything to investigate further, she simply called the boys in to start the inquisition.

Now getting straight information from a six and eight year old can be an art form in itself. It can be even more challenging when they know they've done something wrong. Well I don't possess Perry Mason-confess on the spot skills, but Lisa does. It seems when I try to sort out the typical, "It wasn't me, it was him" statements I just end up with a headache. I have found however, with enough perseverance and Tylenol I do eventually win.

Fast forward to that evening. Upon entering the house I was greeted by my bride of fifteen years with, "You need to have a conversation with YOUR children." When I hear, "your children" it's code for they've done something that requires discipline. Had it been, "our children" she would have followed up with a nice story about how they had done something cute or noteworthy at school. Not being the case it was time for me to put on my "serious father" hat and head upstairs.

When I walked into their room they both looked up at me with that we've been caught look. It's the same look a pet gives after they've been digging in the flower bed. "What's going on guys?", I casually said. With my low key greeting I could see them relax and their faces changed to more of a look of "maybe we haven't been ratted out". Ah, they should be so lucky. That familiar look returned when I followed up with, "Mom says you've got something to tell me." Busted!

It's now time for them to come clean with dad about this big mortal sin they've committed. I should tell you that Lisa did already let me in on what they had done, but being the big "tough" father, I wanted them to tell me for themselves.

"Well, you know those cups that were in the trash can?(one started)... Well, we filled them with pee.(the other finished)" Yes, you read correctly. They each filled one or two cups with their own pee and then proceeded to pour the contents into several more cups until they had used up all the dispenser (cup dispenser that is) had left. I honestly don't know what prompted me to ask why they did it, maybe some built-in parenting response, because their reply was as you might expect, "We don't know."

Now, well after the fact, I think the whole thing is quite hilarious. At the time, not so much. I sure am glad my brothers and I never did anything like that to our dear sweet mom. Yeah right!

6 comments:

Jules~ said...

oh I am giggling so hard my sides hurt. This will be a great one to put in the "share around the table story time" when they are grown men and have wives.
At least it was only pee.
Did you hear about the little boy who would put chapstick on the kitty's backside every morning because he always looked chapped?

kevin wecker said...

If I didn't have two boys (five and two) myself, I could only gather that your early morning oil elixir, posted earlier, had something to do with their genetic code.

Unfortunately, I understand far too well. Far too well...

katherine. said...

I only have one boy...he is 17 and the youngest.

personally two girls were far worse...in everything except "smell"...laughing...

Diesel said...

LOL! That's awesome.

Gene Bach said...

Now that's funny. Glad it happened at your house and not mine buddy. LOL!

Leann said...

Oh yes the joys of having kids.I remember it well.my girls did alot of dumb things but I dont think that was one of them.
you know Iam sure some kids at school told them about some thingthey hd seen on TV.and you know kids they have to try nit out.they wouldnt tell that is how they learned it or Johnny or billy who ever may get in dutch and so you see the fun is over and it most likey will never happen again.
unless how ever they in years to come are on a long stratch of road and have no desire to get out of the car.then this lesson learned may just come in handy.Hee Hee...