Alex's blog caused me to think about my childhood and how humorous parts of it were. She said that humor comes in all shapes and sizes and the story I want to share with the world is from when I weighed less than 60 pounds and first demonstrated leadership qualities. I was probably about six years old and I found myself hanging out with my two best friends at the time. The three of us were just boys being boys when I found myself in an unexpected situation. My mother had heard me say a naughty word that I was explicitly not allowed to say and I was to be punished.
I was obviously not correcting my behavior enough in response to spankings so she decided to be innovative and use a different punishment on me and make me be an example for my friends. She dragged me to the bathroom at the end of the hall with our audience keeping a close eye on what was going on and she grinned in victory as she took the bar of soap from the sink and handed it to me. She instructed me to put it in my mouth in order to wash the filth from it. Unfortunately for her parenting strategy, I was an attention-loving child with an audience. I took a bite of the soap. Not only did I take a bite of the soap but I proceeded to chew it up and blow bubbles. I apparently made it look so fun that my friends felt left out and so they tried to get their turn with the bar of soap. It was at that moment that my mom realized that she was going to have to strategize her punishments better for such a formidable opponent.
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