I am SO busted…Not!
Aug 21st, 2005 by Accidental Thinker
I like to think I was a pretty good kid in high school. I was quiet and mostly kept to myself; didn’t get into too much trouble. My youngest sister tells me it’s the job of the oldest to “break in” the parents, but that I was MARY POPPINS and did nothing to help her cause. Oh, cry me a river!
Except there was that one time I successfully snuck out of the house. I almost got away with it. Actually, I did get away with it for oh, 17 years, give or take.
I almost got caught at the time. I had popped a screen out of the window and forgot to put it back. My dad found it and blamed my younger sister (not the one who calls me Mary Poppins). Hey, it’s not my fault she did the kind of stuff that would make the parents suspicious of her, not me. I didn’t let her take the heat, though (I’m nice that way—Mary Poppins, you know). I confessed at the time that it was I who had removed the screen. I just failed to mention the rest of the story. I saw no point in incriminating myself any more than I needed to. Being a generally good kid and all, my parents bought my version of events and never, as far as I know, suspected that I had really snuck out that night.
Strangely enough, this story came up several months ago at a family funeral, of all places. I don’t remember how it came up and I’m not sure why I decided the time was right to confess the real details, but as it was being discussed, I found myself butting in with a “Well, actually….” I proceeded to admit that I had, in fact, left the premises of my home after curfew that night in the company of friends.
My dad’s response? Without missing a beat, he said, “You’re grounded!”
What a comedian. Surely there is a statute of limitations on these things?
Good post. We all have to ‘fess’ up sometimes. Sort of like doing the
laundry; separate, spot treat, and get it as clean as can be.
I recently confessed to my dad that over 20 years ago I took the car
for a ride and got a flat, filled it up and parked it in the driveway
so he thought he just woke up to a flat. He chuckled!
Your dad’s response was perfect! I’m
sure he’ll let it pass, now that you’re a grown woman and all, AND as
long as there’s no more of these hidden lies to reveal.I was the same way growing up.My
parents didn’t have to worry much about me getting into trouble. I’m
thankful to be blessed with kids that are the same way…. so far.
I was the good child… (ahem) too. Mostly.Once in awhile.Nah…
lol. Confession is good for the soul.
Yeh, we all have a few of those stories – I guess. I like dad’s sense of humor! 😉
Hey…don’t let her fool you. This is the sister she ‘saved from
punishment’. She let me dangle in the wind for a while attempting to
explain that I didn’t do it. She was Mary Poppins though. Although I
still can’t find that really cool bag with all the cool stuff….
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