Okay….thats a way to get around “the talk”, but not exactly HOW I wanted it to go…

“Uh…well…you see…” I stammered not being able to find quite the right words.

“I was going to talk to you about how you got an amazing A+ in math, we both know that’s not your strong subject; I was proud of you, I am proud of you, but ah you lied to me; So instead of talking about something good, great in fact, lets talk about the lie.”

Great. I thought I was in trouble. Grrr. That always seems to happen. I shoot myself in the foot.

“So young lady…”, my mother began.