One hot Summer afternoon, a diaper clad Caiden sneaked into the kitchen to steal some cookies for a mid-afternoon snack. He managed to get the cookie jar and eat a few before hearing his mother's voice.
"Caiden! I'm about to come into the kitchen and I better not find you eating cookies without asking, or you're going to get a spanking!" warned his mother Cheryl.
Caiden panicked. There was no way that he was going to be able to put the cookie jar back in time. He rubbed his behind at the thought of getting spanked. Then he remembered a bedtime story from the other night.
George Washington cut down his father's cherry tree once and, instead of lying, he told the truth and didn't get into trouble.
Cheryl walked in with a small paddle in her paw and noticed her youngest son standing next to the cookie jar.
"Caiden, were you eating cookies without permission?" asked Cheryl sternly.
"I cannot wie mommy. I stole cookies fwom da cookie jar." admitted Caiden proudly.
"Well, I'm glad that you didn't lie my little George Washington." said Cheryl calmly as she placed the paddle on the counter and walked towards her son and hugged him.
Caiden was pleased to say the least. He thought that he had got away with it. At least until his mother picked him up, brought him to the nearest kitchen chair, pulled his diaper down, and laid him over her lap.
"Wait! I tolds da twuth! You can't 'pank me!" shouted Caiden confused.
"Oh but I can little one. You didn't lie, which is very courageous and good so you won't get paddled. You did disobey me but taking cookies without permission. Besides, it said that George Washington's dad didn't punish him. It never said anything about his mother." explained Cheryl as she spanked her son's bottom red.
After the spanking she set Caiden in the corner.
"Stinkin' George Washington story..." grumbled Caiden as he sat in time-out with a glowing and sore butt.