Cops, Twins and the Dean
I remember my mother telling me once, "I hope your kids give you the same kind of trouble you gave me." OK, she said it more than once. As nearly perfect of a child as I was, I had to be disciplined a couple times. But this not a story about me. That is a story for another day.
I have been to the local high school twice, speaking to law enforcement and the dean, in the last seven days. Once for each twin.
"Mom, I'm sorry! Could you stop laughing? Maybe you could put in a good word to God for me? If not for me, at least for Elaine."
OK, let's start the story.
When your child telephones you and starts the phone call with, "I didn't do it, I'm not involved!" pay attention.