This morning, there's not much going on. It's Mother's Day, and you hosted a fancy brunch for the mothers in your life, but there were thunderstorms all morning, so the kids are mostly lazing around.
One thing about Bryce is that he tends to be harder on himself than you do (which is saying something). While you tend to spank and forgive, he takes a while to forgive himself, when he knows he's really messed up. That's turned him into one of your best behaved boys, but it also makes you feel bad.
After brunches, you decide to run to the store, and you decide to take Bryce with you. It's not great driving weather, but you want him to understand that you're not upset with him.
The only problem is, you can't find him. You look around and finally call his phone, but he doesn't even answer. You decide to go without him, but when you go get the keys, you notice the spare keys for your Jaguar is gone.
Now, you love your kids, but...
Full of apprehension and dread, you walk out to the garage. Sure enough, Bryce has taken the keys to the car.
He smiles when he sees you, even though you've caught him in the act...
"Hey, Dad. I was going to wash it, too, but..."
He gestures over his shoulder, to the rainy weather.
You look inside, and he's just putting the finishing touches on a full detail, including cleaning under the seats, conditioning the leather, and vacuuming. Normally you pay about $80 to get that done professionally, about once a quarter. From what you can tell, he's done as good a job as the professionals normally do.
"I got Josh to take me to the auto parts, so I could get some stuff. I used that new car smell stuff you like."
He stops and takes a deep breath.
"I know I screwed up the other day, Dad. I really am sorry you had to whup me, but I wanted you to know I know I screwed up."
Is it time to remind him he wasn't supposed to be touching car keys this week, or time to let him?