I should have posted this before I went to the Philippines (thanks Jane for the pic). This is what I came home to the day before I left- Rubber part of fender with license plate laying on the ground, saw laying next to it (although it was a hack saw, not this saw). I was horrified of course and immediately looked for Myla or KJ (the only two with devious enough minds to come up with this- my angel Kiana actually has a conscience, and Sela is too young of course… I’m sure she’ll get into a fair amount of trouble… refer to toilet picture in a prevous post). I found KJ playing his XBox (I know, strange). Anyway, here is the conversation that took place:
Dad: KJ! Do you know anything about my license plate being cut off my motorcycle?
KJ: (twitching nervously but continuing to play) yes… (softly)
Dad: KJ did you cut it off?
KJ: (tucking his head low… but continuing his game) yes… (again, very softly)
Dad: KJ! LOOK AT ME! (KJ slowly turns toward me, eyes still trying to see the game) KJ, LOOK AT ME! (KJ looks at me) Did you know you’d get into trouble for doing that?
KJ: (Candid as only a kid can be) After I finished doing it.
Dad: (holding back a smile) KJ, next time you MUST think before you do it that you shouldn’t do it… so you don’t do it.
KJ: (softly) Ok, dad.
Dad: Ok, now give me knuckles… that was pretty funny. BUT DON’T DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN!