Honesty is the Best Policy

Honesty really is the best policy in a marriage. Especially since your kids are going to rat you out anyway.

The other day, I was away from home and the Man was spending some quality time with the kids when one of them said a word not permitted in our home. Immediately, the Man correcting the rule-breaker. Deciding to use the opportunity as a lesson, he asked them "Do you ever hear Mommy and Daddy saying those words?"

Instead of the emphatic "No" response, the kids had a different story.

"Mommy said a bad word."

What? Concealing the shock of a suspected imperfection in my otherwise flawless character (had to try hard not to snort while typing that), the Man questioned them further.

When? "The other day when we were going to the Boy's piano lesson."
Where? "In the garage."

While soaking this in, the kids added the final blow. "She said it when she broke the mirror off the van backing out of the garage."

Busted.

It's been so cold around here that things have been snapping left and right, like the edge on the snow shovel, an outdoor planter, my temper…so when I told the Man that my passenger side mirror had broken off (again), he had no cause to question further. Until the kids told him the entire story.

And really, I ought to know better than to attempt anything other than the complete truth around here. After all, my memory is so sketchy that I might just forget what falsehood I've spread. It's just easier to stick to the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Please help me...