**I ACCIDENTALLY DROPPED MY 14-YEAR-OLD SON’S PIGGY BANK THAT I HADN’T SEEN BEFORE – I WAS SHOCKED BY WHAT WAS INSIDE**

So, I had a day off and decided to stay home to tackle some household chores. I was doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, and just waiting for my husband to come home from work and my son to get back from school.

While I was cleaning my son’s room, I decided to clear out some junk from his closet. That’s when I stumbled upon a piggy bank I’d never seen before. It struck me as odd since my son is 14 and hasn’t used kid stuff like piggy banks in ages.

I picked it up, smiling, but then I accidentally dropped it. It shattered and out spilled a bunch of HUNDRED-DOLLAR BILLS. I was TOTALLY SHOCKED because we don’t spoil him with that kind of money.

But what really blew my mind was that among those bills were several credit cards. Some of them had names I didn’t recognize, and others were in his name. Panic started to set in. Why would my 14-year-old have so much cash and multiple credit cards?

I sat down, staring at the mess on the floor, trying to piece it together. Just then, my husband walked in.

“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked, looking at the scattered money and shattered piggy bank.

“I found this in our son’s closet,” I said, my voice shaking. “Where did he get all this money? And these credit cards?”

My husband’s eyes widened in shock. “I have no idea,” he said. “We need to talk to him.”

When our son came home from school, we sat him down at the kitchen table. He looked nervous, probably sensing something was off.

“Can you explain this?” I asked, showing him the money and credit cards.

His face went pale. “Mom, Dad, I can explain,” he stammered. “I didn’t steal any of it, I promise.”

“Then where did it come from?” my husband asked, his voice stern.

Our son took a deep breath. “I’ve been doing freelance work online,” he admitted. “Graphic design, coding, stuff like that. I got paid in cash and gift cards, but I didn’t want you to know because I thought you’d make me stop.”

“Why would we make you stop?” I asked, still processing the revelation.

“Because I’m underage, and I used a fake ID to set up the accounts,” he said quietly.

We were both stunned. On one hand, we were impressed by his skills and initiative. On the other hand, he had broken the law.

“Son, we’re proud of your talent and hard work,” my husband said slowly. “But you can’t break the law to make money. We need to figure out how to handle this.”

We spent the evening discussing the importance of honesty and legality. We promised to support him in finding legitimate ways to pursue his interests. We also agreed to consult a financial advisor to sort out the mess with the money and credit cards.

In the end, it turned into a valuable lesson for all of us. Our son learned the importance of doing things the right way, and we learned to pay more attention to what was happening in his life. We encouraged him to continue honing his skills, but this time, with our guidance and support.