While driving around today we were discussing a song on the radio. Zack told me that Cop Car just hadn’t grown on him even though he’s heard it hundreds of times and I made a remark that it was because he hadn’t fallen in love in the back of a cop car. He then replied that he’d never been in a cop car. Heathen amended that statement and said he was able to “play around” in his uncles cop car. He then turned to me and asked if I had ever been in a cop car. I replied “of course! The front and the back.” Then a voice from behind asked me why I had been in a cop car and I had a mini panic attack. I had forgotten the boys were in the car and could hear our entire conversation! I fessed up and told them I rode in the back when I was picked up for curfew violation. Of course we had to explain what that was to our boys.
Then Zander got started asking me all doers of questions and I was faced with a dilemma. Do I tell them the whole truth, an edited version of the truth or just plain out lie to him? I decided that honesty was the best and told them that I wasn’t a great teenager and was in a lot of trouble. Since we were in public I decided not to elaborate and to fully end that discussion. Knowing Zander, he will begin quizzing me at random times to find out all the facts. He’s smart enough to wait until we’re alone at home so the discussion can’t be avoided.
Looking back at my teenage years, I am amazed that I survived them. I don’t want to tell my boys that it was ok for me to act like that but it’s not ok for them. I want to help them choose the right path themselves, instead of me pushing in the direction I want them to go.
What would you do?