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I Didn’t Do It

November 18, 2011

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Mom! I did not do it, puhleeze believe me… I di’int do it!

This has become my oldest child, my son’s, favorite phrase – “I didn’t do it.”. He got in trouble at school because he “didn’t do it”. There was witness to him pushing another student, not just a witness but five… Come on, five! He stood true to his conviction, “I didn’t do it, he ran into that easel all by himself.”. Even when five other children saw him do it, he stands true to his statement – “I didn’t do it.”

We’ve been talking about being accountable for our actions this week at our house, so that I don’t have to deal with a Bart Simpson type in the future. 😉

Accountability and owning our actions. I’ve been talking to my son about this lately and it got me to thinking…uh-oh…I’m thinking. Really, though, most adults don’t own it most of the time, do we? How have we become this world that takes to blaming everything and everyone around us for the crap that we build in our lives? What about fessing up? Confession time people- come on – spill your beans, or guts, or whatever you are hiding inside. Time to take responsibility for why your life sucks, because at some point, you have to look in the mirror. Too harsh?

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Now, I’m not saying that we all need to go sit in a confessional booth. I know I’ve never set foot in one and don’t really care if I ever do, but I will say that prayer can help with situations like this, prayer and meditation. My son and I have been praying for self control when there are altercations in life, so I’m leading by example lately and meditating on bible verses.

2 Peter 1:6-8
“For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love.”

Why is it so hard for people to admit wrong doing? Is it because they know the consequences and that brings the fear of whatever the punishment is – all due to their lack of self control. Ooooo. Self control. That’s a real kick in the pants, or in my son’s case, a push into the easel.

I do believe in the power of prayer. I think that when we pray on the positive, amazing things happen.

So, in conclusion, we made our son take responsibility for his poor choices. The big one being that he didn’t tell us the truth about the pushing and that is why he was grounded. No matter what, you never solve conflict with physical force and you never ever lie to people to save face.

So, now I’m off to my attorney because that darn gas station up the street has the best donuts and I’ve gained weight because they are so darn good. I’m gonna sue them for all of this weight I’ve gained. Then I’m going to go to the mall to complain to the guys at the Apple store because my thumb hurts from writing this post on my iPhone, they should compensate me for my pain. After that I’m thinking about kicking the crap outta my garage door frame for running into my side view mirror on my car. Sheesh… the nerve of that door frame, cuz I didn’t do it!

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Um, that’s my garage door that has been wounded by my car.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. November 19, 2011 4:04 am

    “Not me” was always the guilty party around my house!
    Blessings,
    Linda

    • November 19, 2011 4:41 am

      Ha, yea Linda! I’m getting kinda sick of that guy!

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