Let the 4 year old teach us how to keep a secret!

Let's go back a few days and start at the beginning.

I am going to get my wife something nice for Christmas this year. She has been kind enough this time to suffocate me with a mound of ideas to chose from. I will do this right this time. I will get her something she really wants, and it is going to be fantastic. Here is a list of things I have to pick from:

New lens for her digital camera (we have a Pentax K10D)

A large assortment of clothing from a catalogue she likes

An IPhone

Jewelry

New bedroom furniture

New personal Laptop

Bigger Ipod

She was even kind enough to put nice big circles around the items in the catalogue that she would wear. The only thing I have to do this time around, is pay for whichever item I decide on. This is going to be simple. How many times have you said that before? Exactly. Hence the story that follows...

It took several trips to the stores, looking at lenses, jewelry and other items before I settled on the IPhone. She has been extremely excited about getting one of these so this would be perfect. I had my son with me when we looked at them, and he told me "Daddy, this is cool". That sealed the deal. The IPhone is what it was going to be.



I went to the bank the next morning and cashed the check that was going to pay for this gift. Since she does the checkbook I didn't want her to know what it was I was getting. Drew was so excited about the phone I thought it would be fun to take him with me. I picked him up from daycare and off a shopping we went. Drew helped me pick it out (even though there is only one kind now) and even helped pay for it by handing the money to the clerk.

We took the phone home where I promptly picked the perfect hiding spot for it. This was one place my wife would NEVER think to look. I hid it at the front of one of my comic storage boxes. Then it was time to sit Drew down and talk about how we are not going to tell mommy what we got her. He said he understood and he would not tell her. My kid would never give away a secret...would he?

That night we were all sitting downstairs watching a movie and Drew kept whispering in my ear "Daddy, I am not going to tell mommy about the IPhone." I had to remind him several times that we do not tell mommy, and that we needed to not talk about it at all. We made it through the entire night without any spilling of the beans. That had to have been 3 of the longest hours of trying to censor everything that came out of his mouth.

Wednesday is the start of my work week. I don't have to be in to the office until 1:00pm so my wife leaves long before I do. This particular morning she decided I should take our son to daycare instead of her. She left, trying not to wake either of us. I woke up, got both Drew and I showered, dressed and ready to go. We went downstairs to get our coats and hit the road and what do I find? My wife was kind enough to bring my son's heavy winter coat and gloves in that I had left in her car the day before. Normally this would have been great, but not this time. Not only did she bring in the coat and gloves, but she also brought in something I forgot in the car.



THE RECEIPT FOR THE IPHONE!!!!!!



Last night my wife activated her new IPhone, and I am on the hunt for a new Christmas present.


At least the 4 year old in the family knows how to keep a secret. He is now accepting applications to the "Drew school of secret keeping". I have a front row seat for the next seminar.