My latest Cubicle Confession is especially embarrassing, not because of what I did, but because I 100% should have known better. If you've seen some of my previous confessions, you know that I've done some really stupid stuff, and I've had embarrassing things happen to me, but most of those could be 'explained' away. Maybe it was something out of my control, or maybe it was truly an accident on my part, or maybe I was way too young to really know what I was doing. None of those factors apply here.

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My confession below is what happens when you have a young (maybe 13ish years old), bored (it was summer break), and stupid kid with too much time on his hands.

Seriously, what did I think was going to happen?! Did I really think no one was going to notice? I can't really even begin to imagine how I would react if my son did something like this at that age. How in the world did they ever leave me by myself after that?

So, what has this confession/memory taught me? A few things...

  1. I am reminded of how awesome by parents were/are, and how big of a knucklehead I was back then.
  2. I am grateful that I didn't have access to bigger knives, and I'm grateful I didn't do more damage or injure myself or someone else.
  3. Most importantly, it was reminded me of how awesome my kids are. Remembering the stupid stuff I've done puts things in perspective when they do something stupid. I just tell myself "well, at least they're not throwing knives at the door."

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