4.) A time you covered your tracks and avoided punishment.
My Mom’s favorite candy was a King Sized Hershey bar with Almonds.
She hid them well considering the house was filled with candy mongering children. We were always on high alert for anything containing high fructose corn syrup. In a bind we would rummage through the deep freezer in the basement and snack on a seemingly endless supply of frozen Twinkies with raspberry filling.
When the Twinkies ran out we took to searching the coat closet for money left in oblivious pockets. This money was tallied up with whatever was found in the couch cushions and us kids would split the earnings and begin the long trek to the thrift store for candy.
One particular summer day my Mom made the mistake of not hiding her precious Hershey’s Chocolate Bar with Almonds well enough. She chose to stick it in the corner of the top of the glass cupboard with mugs that never see the light of day instead of her usual hiding spot in the top drawer of her nightstand. Her bedroom was ALWAYS off limits so that spot was always her safest bet.
Needless to say the chocolate bar she barely hid this time, was found. By me. Now I’m not stupid…no way was I going to go in and eat the entire bar. Instead, I carefully peeled away the wrapper in just the way Mom peels wrappers and then I eagerly snapped a square off for a little snacky poo.
And then again an hour later.
And again an hour later after that.
What I didn’t know is that my brother had found the candy bar as well. He carefully peeled away the wrapper in just the way Mom peeled wrappers and then eagerly snapped a square off for his own little snack.
And then my sister.
And my other sister.
And again.
And before we knew it, what began as a King Sized Hershey Bar with Almonds ended up as one chocolate covered almond with a whole lot of neatly peeled wrapper. My sister Lolo pulled us together for an emergency meeting. Her question, “You guys! Have you been eating Mom’s candy bar!?!” was met with three nodding heads and a couple “well Duhs!”.
“Oh noooo…this is not good…this is not good at all you guys, Mom is TOTALLY going to notice!”
We were worried. If our hard working Mother came home to see how her candy bar had been mauled and how there was very little left for her to enjoy, we could face a lashing of one thousand whips. Or maybe be sent to our rooms. Probably the latter considering we didn’t own a whip, but either way it was going to be BAD.
“I have an idea!” Lolo was our leader. And by “leader” I mean “babysitter” and ultimately the one responsible for any kind of trouble we were getting into. “We have an hour until Mom gets home…we have to get to the store and REPLACE this chocolate bar before it’s too late!”
And with that we pulled ourselves together, pooled whatever money we could find and began the long…hot…very long walk to the store. We cut through the golf course. We ran from the golfers. We ran a light pole, walked a light pole, ran a light pole, all the way to the store, we searched for Mom’s uber expensive King Sized Hershey’s Bar with Almonds and then we began the long…hot…very long walk back home.
We cut back through the golf course. We ran from the golfers. We ran a light pole, walked a light pole, ran a light pole, all the way home and we were beyond thrilled to see that we had MADE it! We beat our Mom home, we ran into the kitchen, we pulled the candy bar from the bag and before we could stuff it back in the cupboard with the old mugs that never saw the light of day my sister stopped us, “Stop!” We turned, waiting for further instructions…”we have to put it back JUST the way we found it!”
Ahhhh…yes. Indeed. We couldn’t put a full, uneaten, unopened candy bar in the cupboard!! Mom would know what we had done. We had no choice but to eat the candy bar back down to the level Mom had left it. But first? “Give me that,” Lolo demanded, “I know just the way Mom peels wrappers…” and with that she carefully peeled away the wrapper in just the way Mom peels wrappers and we each eagerly snapped a square off for good measure.
Our mother? Was never the wiser.
The Prompts:
1.) The moment I realized I was a grown up.
2.) Based on their personalities, what do you think your children will be when they grow up?
3.) What I lack . . .
4.) A time you covered your tracks and avoided punishment.
5.) What do the contents of your handbag/purse “say” about you?
Paula Kiger says
GREAT story! I thought you were going to get back home and have to re-solidify a melted chocolate bar!!
Tonya says
And she didn’t even notice? Hmmm, are you sure about that? Funny story.
Thanks, again for picking my prompt idea as one of the 5 for this week. I, of course chose it.
Courtney @ The Mommy Mattesr says
Sounds like you guys would have been in SERIOUS trouble if you’d gotten caught. If your mom loved them enough to hide them that intensely, then she’d have probably had your heads. :)
Frelle says
That was beautifully told. I heard the snaps, I saw the children sneaking into and out of, I saw the wrapper being peeled back just so. I bet you were thrilled for weeks after pulling that off!!!
DeBran says
omg…that’s awesome. So stinkin’ funny!
Erin says
She knows now though doesn’t she? haha
The story I wrote, my mom was none the wiser until she reads it!
I hope she’s not mad! =)
Jessica says
I wonder if she really didn’t notice. I always know when my kids touch my chocolate bars.
June Freaking Cleaver says
I also wrote on this prompt. I guess I should be grateful that my mom has Alzheimer’s, so even if I told her what happened today, in two minutes, she’d have forgotten all about it…and would wonder “who is this lady talking to me?”.
Queen Mahin says
Moms know. I bet that she could read it on your faces even though you thought you’d gotten away with it. Great story!
Joan says
I have an almost identical story except instead of hershey’s my mom got all Cadbury on us and “hid” it in the fridge behind the butter dish…like bait. And I don’t know how my mom missed it, but I would totally know if my pockets were being pilfered by my kids the way we systematically pilfered her’s. Wouldn’t I?
hillary says
Oh…This brings back so many memories of my childhood errors, I mean, memories. My mom was always reading my moralistic tales of “sneaking.” I had a huge problem with the cookie jar…
Alison says
Great story! I bet your Mom knew though :-)
Dominique @Dominique's Desk says
Love your chocolate story.. I’m glad that my kids haven’t discovered where I hid mine.
angie says
I think this is one of my favorite posts ever.
Alison says
Haha! I really thought that you guys would’ve overdone the “eating it down to the same level” – quite a clever bunch of kids you were!
Dianna says
funny story, but I agree with the previous comments: your Mom probably knew. Moms are like that. Yeah, they are.
Jessica says
Such a cute story, I thought for sure you would say the bar had melted.
Dana K says
HAHA! I used to do this with my mom’s Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies! Yes, they were HERS because they were expensive and we were poor…the kids couldn’t have the “good” stuff. ;-)
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Thanks for the writing prompts this week. It was tough to choose one. It’s getting easier & easier to write about my friend, Jessica. Thanks for giving me an outlet.
Funkidivagirl says
THAT is funny…and just something that a kid would do!
Lolli @ Better in Bulk says
That is a GREAT story! You had the best family. So, my question is….is mom finding out about this for the first time today?
Jennifer says
I almost wrote on this prompt, but then I still don’t want my Mom to know what I got away with. Yes, it was that bad.
Amethyst Moon says
Great story! Quite funny!
Lindsay says
Nice cover up Mama Kat! Clearly, your love of chocolate is a genetic trait that you simply cannot avoid.
Jen says
LOL! You better be careful b/c I believe being sneaky is genetic and your kids will probably pull this on you.
Annie @astonesthrowfrominsanity says
Ooooh Kat! You are good. I was ALWAYS caught. ALWAYS. :)
Really enjoyed the story.
Jenners says
I loved this! I’m sure your mom is having a good chuckle at this … and proud at how her kids pulled together to deceive her!
Jennifer@ The Mommy Mambo says
Organized Crime Family in training. :) Love it!
erica says
Your mom is going to read this and you’ll be pinched for sure!
Paulette says
Loved reading that! The visual of y’all sneaking that bar a little at a time and using teamwork to solve the problem. Classic!
Tiffany says
Hilarious!!! I figured for sure that the candy bar was going to be melted after that long HOT walk home. But you guys pulled it off. :)
Dolli-Mama says
So stinking funny! Cracking me up! :)
Andrea says
Hilarious! I can just imagine my kids doing this in a few years.
And so sorry for screwing up #13 I linked it to the wrong this in my fatigue induced stupor. Hope you’ll forgive me soon! :)
Mariposa says
Ha! Funny story. :)
Diane says
I must not be scary enough because my boys will find, steal and eat my candy stash right in front of me!
morgan says
What a hoot! I wonder when my kids discover my stash and start snitching! :)
Kristi {at} Live and Love Out Loud says
Wow! You guys were crafty. My brother and I would’ve just sucked it up and taken the punishment. Pooling our money, replacing the goods and restoring the crime scene to its original state never crossed our minds. Boy were we stupid.
Kat, you’ll never guess what I’ve got hiding in purse. Hint: it’s not a dead body, but it’s just as perplexing. Stop on by when you get a chance! Have a great day.
Cam - Bibs & Baubles says
that’s classic! does your mom read your blog?… the jig is up!
Theresa says
You kids were so sweet. I ruined one of my mom’s slips once and just hid it in the back of her dresser. Technically it was still there if she really looked for it, terrible. She looked for it for months.
Los says
Great story! I too love Hersheys with almonds!
Anne Province says
Oooops sorry bout that! Ok ok so the jewelry, clothes, make up .. liquor in the cabinet….guilty as charged!
Peg says
I thought sure you were gonna say it was a melted mess by the time she got home! But now you’re gonna get it! LOL
Lisa says
Now that was some serious team work! And yeah, totally thought it was going to be a ooey-gooey chocolate mess by the time you guys got home. Glad you made it!
Maggie S. says
I was going to do this prompt; I forgot and did another. Sibs must make it better. Because no one but me knows about mine. No camaraderie.
Mommylebron says
Wow, you were much more covert than I was! I still got away with what I did though! I love how I was expecting you to eat it all then it turns out everyone is sneaking around!
Adrienne says
I’m a new blogger – did my second prompt from your site this week. Really enjoy having someone else come up with a topic…spurs me on. Your post made me smile with wonder! The descriptions were so vivid I almost felt like a co-conspirator. If I had any moments of transgression like this as a child, I surely don’t remember them…and I would have died before I ever drug my little brother into anything messy! Thanks for the prompts!! Adrienne
Mama Track says
So cute. Glad you guys got away with it!
Valorie says
Great story! And I gotta say, I *love* that most of your header pictures include comfort food. They’re hilarious and adorable. :)
Jackie says
Great story! But, she probably knew.
Caroline says
Good thinking, Kids! Eating that bar back down. I really thought the bar was going to have melted on the golf course or something!
Alicia Smith Turley says
Great family team work!
Monique says
Ha! My mother had a similar love for Mr. Goodbar. My sister and I always snuck the tiniest pieces off once she opened a new one. I’m sure my mom noticed the nibbles, but she never said anything.
Wish I’d known better then. I’d take a bigger piece if she wasn’t going to complain! :)
Jenn says
Oh my good golly, you guys went to a lot of trouble to stay out of trouble!
I never would have got away with it. My mom really did have eyes in the back of her head. Or something.
Jennifer says
How funny! My dad, also, loves Hershey’s with Almonds. I thought you were going to say that you continued to eat the second bar, not able to show restraint. That’s what my kids would’ve done. They ate a whole box of granola bars in about five minutes that was designated for a care package for our soldiers. They drive me crazy.
Great post, and I’ve participating in the workshop as usual! :)
Venassa says
Me and my brother and sister have definitely been there. Although we weren’t as good at covering up our tracks.
Vicarious Chelsea says
Is it bad that I often do that same thing now? Like, I eat my own candy bar, that I had hidden from myself, and then I replace it before I find out. I have issues.
Jennifer says
Cute story- so creatively written. I have another case of blog envy ;o)
ElizOF says
What a wonderful memory to share with us… I could feel the anticipation of enjoying the chocolate, and then anxiety of having to replace it… :-)
Elizabeth
Jen says
Hi! I nominated you for the “stylish blogger award”-can’t believe you don’t have this yet! Hope you’ll accept it! Here’s the link:
http://runnermom-jen.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-stylish.html
jenny says
Loved this! I used to “sneak” treats until they were gone, too…mostly my dad’s stash of frozen Reese’s peanut butter cups. My favorite part of the post is how you all knew exactly how your mother peeled back the wrapper, and that the one who did it best disguised the replacement bar.
Nicole @ Moments that Define Life says
You are a fabulous writer! I totally felt like I was there. :-)
Kayla says
That was an incredibly written story! I felt like I was actually reading a book and my heart was pounding at the thought of being caught by mom! Hehe.
Speaking of which, that would be something I’d totally do. LOL I can’t resist me any chocolate >.<