My son, Micah Daniel, is a sweet boy.  He wouldn't harm a fly, but dang, sometimes he doesn't have any common sense!

Take for example the friends he pals around with.  They are as goofy as Micah, in not, even more so.  They are the type of teenagers who think it is hilarious to play pratical jokes on other people and then disappear, so their victims don't suspect a thing or try to guess who played the joke on them.

I'm afraid that some of Micah's buddies inerrant behaviors are rubbing off on my son because Micah has started acting just like some of his friends!  He's also started doing some of his jokes on US, his parents, and we are not very amused about it either!

Just last week, as a classic example, I happened to look outside, only to see the mail box in our front yard glowing orange-red, as though a lit Jack-o'lantern was placed inside.  It then blew up with a loud bang; you could hear it go off from inside the house.  Scared me and William (husband) pretty badly; we didn't know if someone was outside, shooting at someone or if a car or truck backfired or what.  

Apparently, Micah was one of the culprits because he came back into the house, hands clamped over his mouth.  He was trying to stifle his giggling, but he wasn't succeeding very well.  When I wormed it out of him, I then punished him.  Stone.  Cold.  BUSTED!!!!  He got into trouble.

If it wasn't Christmas week, Micah would have been in a lot more trouble than he was in, but as always, we softened up when he gave us the "soulful dog eyes routine".

He looked just like a "Precious Moments" figurine!  LOL

He ended up having his Christmas anyway, but we kept a very good close eye on him.  

We still are.  

We always turn into jelly whenever Micah bats those big, baby blues at us and gives us that look of pure, sweet innocence.  We can never stay mad at Micah for long.

I just wish Micah had a different group of friends because there is no telling WHAT they might try to rope him into in the future!