little jars of pee

How would you handle finding little jars of pee stashed throughout your house? I'm handling it by flipping my lid.

lying

I think I am handling things in a wise and informed manner, but as the problem keeps recurring, I am being to doubt.

Last night:

Garbanzo: Mom, how do I get this off the cookie sheet?
Me: Use a SOS pad.
(big production about finding a SOS pad, writing SOS pads on the grocery list as the box is low, etc.)

This morning I find the cookie sheet, untouched by SOS pad or soap and water for that matter, hidden in the laundry room. Not set down and forgotten, but tucked into the gap between the freezer and the shelving.

Me: So, how did that SOS pad work last night?
Garbanzo: Great!!
Me: Can I see?
Garbanzo: Yeah.
(He pulls out the cookie sheet's twin and proudly displays it.)
Me: That is not the cookie sheet.

Garbanzo: Yes it is.
Me: Please go sit in the little chair until you are ready to tell the truth.


(time passes)


Garbanzo: I hid it in the laundry room.
Me: Go get it and clean it please.


(I sequester myself in my bedroom where my head bursts into flames.)

He had it all planned out! It was premeditated deception. I HATE THIS. How oh how can I install a conscience in this kid? He is such a terrific little person, bursting with intelligence and charm, yet all this will be for naught if he persists in land-mining his relationships with expedient deceptions.

Help!!