Hey Becca,

I don't know how to tell you this. It's hard and I don't know where to begin, but here goes: I'm not going to defend my actions. What I did was wrong, and as I'm sitting out here in the car, alone, I'm struggling to figure out the best way to tell you. You're not going to be happy, and I don't blame you. I'm putting this out in public in the spirit of transparency and I take full responsibility for the situation, although there were other people involved that pressured me into it. I don't want to lose what we've had, and we WILL get back on track. No more stalling, it's time for you to find out, and it's actually not totally my fault when you think about it, in fact, I'm not sure that I even deserve much responsibility, or even any, but I was there, and technically I did press Play.

Yes. I let the children listen to two Christmas songs this afternoon when you weren't around. I know we've had a commitment to each other, to our family, to wait until after Thanksgiving, but I lost control of the situation for a moment, or six minutes perhaps. Is there anything I can do to earn back your trust? Again, I'm sorry, and it will probably happen again but it definitely will not be my fault. Your children are the monsters. Get them under control and remind them of the values we hold as a family.

I do hold you largely responsible for this lapse in judgment - why did you leave us unattended with a music device?

In love and forgiveness.

Your fellow parent of the beasts.

Christmas