He shows up at my bedside tonight while I'm writing my paper and hands me a blank piece of computer paper.
Zach: Will you sign this?
Me: Huh?
Zach: Will you sign this?
Me: Why do you want me to sign a blank piece of paper?
Zach: Because.
Long pause. We stare at each other.
Me: Uhmmm.... no.
Zach: Why won't you just sign it?
Me: Because.
Pause
Zach: Fine. I forgot to bring my permission slip home for a field trip. I need to bring the permission slip in tomorrow or I can't go.
Me: Ooooooo-kay. Sooooo... why am I signing a blank piece of paper?
Zach: So I can see how you sign your name and I can forge it on the permission slip tomorrow.
Is he kidding me?
Zach: I'll tear it up right after I forge it!
OK. High marks for me on open communication with eldest son. Low marks on ethical standards.
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