I Confess...
I confess that I am about to gripe.... It's those darn neighbor kids. They took great delight yesterday in getting my son into trouble. Luckily, my daughter and I figured them out quickly. We set up our own secret operative--she sat in her room and spied on them while he was outside playing. As we predicted, another set up happened. Ryan freaked a little, he thought he was in trouble. We quickly calmed him down and told him we saw everything(this was behind closed doors) and told him he was not in trouble. I went outside to collect his things and the youngest of the three asked if he was in trouble. I personally think this one is innocent of any wrong doings. He's not even five yet. It's mostly the oldest sibling who will be 9. After he asked me this, I simply said, No and then turned my head in the direction of his evil sisters and said, "because he didn't do anything wrong." I confess... I am sore! So...