I think back to me youth and I'm thankful to this day that my parents don't know about a few of our escapades.  Though I suspect Mom knows more than she let on at times.  There were more than a few occassions over the years when we'd be sitting down to supper she would announce, "I found a feed of pickeral in the deep freeze that I musta overlooked"  or "I thought we had run outa partridge, but I guess I was wrong".

 

Growing up is testing the limits .... testing them was much more fun than having my limits being tested

 

bigguy