It Takes a Thief.

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Sometimes I stop by the office on the weekend to make sure everything is A.O.K. This past Sunday I stopped by with Charlie. As I was doing a quick walk through, making sure everything was locked up, the air conditioner was turned down, and the big freezers were running, Charlie was just roaming the halls.

Shortly before we left, I noticed he seemed to be acting odd and clutching his superfriends backpack a little tighter than normal (he sometimes wears his backpack because he thinks it’s cool.) I shrugged it off as daddy paranoia. He was fine. No problem. We locked up and headed for home.

As we pulled up in front of the house and I began unbuckling Charlie, he commented “Dad, I really really liked it.” He picked up his backpack and held it tight.

Huh?!?

“What did you really really like?”

“It was in Terry’s office, and I thought it was cool.” Clutching backpack even tighter.

Uh Oh, me-thinks my kid has sticky fingers at this point.

“Charlie, did you take something??”

“But, It was cool Dad!”

“Give me your backpack, and get in the house. We need to talk.”

I headed into the house opening the backpack. What could it be, what did he take? I began pulling toys, a change of clothes, and a plastic bag with a wet bathing suit in it (not smelling so good) out of his backpack. I wasn’t finding anything. At this point, Charlie was sitting on the couch staring at me with his “I’m sorry Dad” eyes.

“Charles, What did you take?”

“Maybe it’s in the bottom of my backpack.”

I dig deeper. More clothes, more toys, and then lastly in the very bottom of the bag, a single penny. Could it be? My boy stole a penny? I held it up and showed it to him. “Did you take this?”

“I’m sorry Dad, I really liked it.”

A penny. A 1976 penny. At least it’s an antique!

Well, it doesn’t matter what it is, you’re still not supposed to take something that doesn’t belong to you… Right?

So I went on and explained that was wrong to take the penny and that was stealing. He apologized, and I said I would take it back.

He looked at it and said, “Maybe you’d better hide it so I don’t take it again.”

Poor kid, I’ve given him a complete complex over lifting a penny from someones desk. arg. I explained to him that I trusted him, and I know he knows better now. I showed him that I was putting the penny in my wallet and told him that I would return it on Monday.

If he turns out to be a kleptomaniac, I hope he at least learns to take the silver coins! 🙂

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