Today my stepson had a pretty interesting day.

My stepson lied to his teacher and said “fucker” to some classmates.

Honestly, I never really know what goes on with him even after he explains it.

Issue 1:

His version – Teacher asked how many students wanted breakfast? He raised his hand and went to breakfast. Another kid told the teacher that he already had breakfast. He feels that technically he wasn’t lying because he didn’t say anything.

Ending Version – Teacher asked  how many students needed breakfast? He admitting knowing there was a difference and that he was in fact lying when he raised his hand and went to breakfast. Got caught.

Issue 2:

His version – some kids in centers were working on rhyming and the word was butter – he said fucker. {close, but not quite}

Ending version – never really got it from him; still don’t exactly know what happened. My husband and I think he did it to be funny.

Not too surprising. My previous post is about this very subject.

Tonight he wrote an apology letter to his teacher for lying. And my husband made him put a bar of soap in his mouth for the bad word.

If you ask me, that is good parenting. So a BIG kudos to my hubby for being the bad guy and enforcing the law.  Hopefully the next time he thinks of cussing he will remember the soapy taste.

And the truth, well technically . . .