My son ratted me out, accidently.

First, let me set the stage for you. I took my 3 yr old son to Dick's SG last Sunday and bought a flippin' stick. The rod sat in my boat until the wife went to work on Monday, at which time I relocated the rod indoors to my rod rack.

Tonite (Friday), my wife, son and I are in the living room watching t.v. and playing trains.

Dad (me) - Son, do you want to help me put new line on my reels.

Son - okay, daddy.

Son comes over to couch and touches rod while I strip old line off.

Son - I like your new fishing rod, daddy.

Wife - What did you say, son.

Dad - (interjects) Nothing, babe.

Son - (not giving a rats ars that I interjected) I like daddy's new fishing rod.

Wife - Babe, did you buy another rod?

Dad - (Pretends not to hear wife and says nothing)

Wife - Son, did daddy buy a new fishing rod when yall went to Dicks?

Dad - Come here son.

Dad - (whispers in son's ear) It's a big boy secret, don't tell mommy.

Son - (Goes over to wife) Mommy, it's a secret. Daddy got a new fishing rod. Do you like it?

Wife - (hesterically starts laughing)

Dad - (Lowers forehead to palm and says) I'm doomed.

lmao that is awesome. makes me want a son so he can accidently rat me out when i buy new rods, reels, and everything else lol

That's funny my son does the same thing he will be 3 in may I miss the little Bugger. He blew my wife in the other week to Oma(my mom) we were hiding from my mom that they got the German Shepard and web he was visiting Oma so my wife could have a ladies night he told Oma all night about his "big puppy" that he's not supposed to tell grandma but he can tell Oma cuz she's not grandma. He doesn't understand Oma and grandma are the same thing lol.

LMAO!!

Great thread!! Luckily I haven't had need to have my son rat me out yet, lol. (knock on wood)

That's awesome! You can't be mad at the little guy because it sounds like he will share your interest in fishing when he gets older. You can both laugh at it when he gets older too.

Too durn funny! Mine are grown now but be assured It's these types of stories that will stick with you forever Baasn.....

Classic!

It could be worse. When I was about that age, I ratted my dad out to the cops. At that time, you had to be 5 years old to ride in a car without a booster seat. Usually my mom picked me up from daycare, so the carseat was in her car. Something came up, however, so my dad had to pick me up and he ended up getting in a fender bender with me in the front seat with no carseat. When the officer who responded to the accident asked my dad how old I was, my dad said 5. I said "No daddy, I'm 3!," and my dad got ticketed. To this day we still laugh about it.

Great stuff. Life is good!