Parenting
Related: About this forumWill you ever tell your adult children about the stupid shit you did when you were younger?
When I was in my late teens and early 20s there were a few occasions when I did some absolutely stupid shit, stuff that could have easily landed me in jail, but at the same time some of my stunts were pretty funny (to me at least). Most of the time alcohol was involved. I'm not sure whether or not I'm ever going to tell my kids all of my stories, we'll see.
I'm wondering how many of you have ever fessed up to the stupid stuff you did while younger?
Let's hear your stories if you dare.

Ocelot II
(123,925 posts)once we were well into our forties, about some of the stupid stuff we'd done as kids and gotten away with. By then they thought it was funny even though they wouldn't have been at all amused at the time.
Phoenix61
(18,222 posts)lastlib
(25,624 posts)...or about the "Mortimer's Mortuary" stunt* I pulled.....
Since I have no children (as far as I know...... ) I don't have to worry about fessing to them.
(*My college dorm only had one phone on the floor (this was LONG before cellphones, of course), and it was in a "booth" fairly close to my room. It was pretty common for guys to answer it in some stupid snarky way when it rang, and I was no exception. So one day, I'm walking down the hall and the phone rings. I stopped and answered it with "Mortimer's Mortuary--you STAB 'em, we SLAB 'em!" in a goofy voice. Voice on the other end asks, "is (Lastlib) there?" It was my mother! So in that same goofy voice, I said yes, stepped out of the booth and yelled my name loud enough to be heard at my room. Then I waited a minute or so, got on the phone and said hello to Mom in a normal voice. Then she asked me in a surprised voice who had answered the phone that way. I just gave her a guy's nickname and said he does that a lot, and went on talking to her. To the day she died, I never told her it was me. )
2naSalit
(96,259 posts)If I had kids. Since I don't I shared with my somewhat younger siblings AND their kids - now adults. I've gone out and gone through a bottle of wine and some gummies with nieces and nephews and, of course, we tell our stories about stupid shit we've done. It's a tradition for us, almost like those xmas letters updating your adventures for the time you've spent apart.
I had a severe senior moment, a couple years ago, that was so hilarious we still laugh hysterically whenever it's brought up. And right after it happened, I called one of the siblings up to tell them about it and another called during the beginning of the story so they were added on the call, I only had to get through telling it once. Hard to tell a story while laughing too hard to talk.