Life Lessons

Lately, my sweet baby Trevor has turned

into a klepto. It all started out very innocently, 

or so I thought, a few months ago. Trev

would come home from Mimi's with some

little something in his pocket. I just thought

at some point of playing during the day he

stuck it in there and forgot about it. He is my

child after all. But then he went over for a 

play date with his cousins and came back 

with something of theirs in his pocket. 

Trev is the one who brought it to my

attention so we returned the toy the

next day and I once again just blew it

off.

John went out of town last week so

my sister and I decided to take the kids

and go eat at Grubs. Yummy!!! We had the

best time. The kids were drawing pictures

handing them out to the servers, the boys

were really gettin their flirt on, we watched

the draft and american idol but then the kids

became restless and it was time to go. We get

them all to the car and started out of the parking

lot. I heard Trevor say something about cutting

or tearing (cant' remember) a piece of paper

in half so I look back at him only to see he

had stolen a fork from the restaurant. We 

held hands out to the car and he wasn't 

carrying it in his hands so I knew he had

stuck it in his pocket to take home.

My thought at first was to take him home and 

deal with it when we got there (actually it

was- really.., a fork?) but then the good fairy

appeared on my shoulder, thank God for

her, and reminded me this would be a 

great lesson to teach him!!

I turned around and headed back to the restaurant

letting Trev know what we he was about to do.

I'm going on and on with my mom spill about how

stealing is wrong and unacceptable etc, etc.... until 

we arrived in the parking lot. And to my advantage 

there sat a police car not to far from us. My sister

who was finding all of this pretty funny said

to Trevor " Trevor, I hope that police officer

doesn't take you to jail for stealing."  Trev

didn't want to get out of his seat after that!!

He kept telling me to take the fork back

so I had to remove him from his carseat and

carry in myself.

When we walked through the doors the manager

was standing right there and guess who he was

talking to? The police officer!!! Trev's eyes

got soo big when he saw this. Ive never seen

him so freaked out. I walked up to the manager

and said "sir, my son has stolen a fork from 

your restaurant and we are here to return

it and apologize." I made Trev hand over

the fork and then I asked him to tell him 

he was sorry. He just looked at the manager,

eyes as big as saucers then his little lip started

to quiver. He buried his head in my shoulder

and began to cry. Everyone who had been 

standing there were all giggling, along 

with the police officer and myself. I 

put his head up and asked him again

to apologize which he did then buried

his face in my shoulder once more. As 

we were walking out the officer looked

at me (with a straight face this time) and 

said "That was a great lesson you just

taught him." I  replied "thanks, I'm working

hard with him so you will never have to!!"

Tough love is always hard for me but I think

it will pay off in the end!!! It's paying off now

even, Trev is a great kid and I'm so blessed

to have him and Cruz in my life!!! And I don't

think you will ever read another story about 

my klepto ex klepto child......