Prohibition Alert!
You know, I almost didn't post anything today because I thought, man, I am going to be posting every single darn day during November. And if that isn't enough Gina for you guys, I don't know what is.
Suffice it to say I will be relying on some tricks to get me by, I'm going to guess that not all of my posts will be treatises on political upheaval in Myanmar. I mean, it's just a guess.
We went to a pumpkin carving party tonight, and Mr. P carved his first pumpkin by himself. Almost. Just a wee bit of help. It was really good, too.
We are going trick or treating on Wednesday night in my sister's neighborhood because they rock. My sister lives on a cul-de-sac and everyone knows each other, and one of Mr. P's little buddies lives across the street from my sister, so we are all going to go together.
I was talking to the mom of the little buddy today, and she mentioned that a few other families in the neighborhood were going together and beforehand, they were going to have a party, complete with lots of alcohol. Then, they were going to go ahead and just walk around with their alcohol.
I don't know if it is just me, but I don't understand people who feel the need to mix children's events with alcohol. If hanging out with your kid is such a chore that you need alcohol to cope, then you've got some problems.
I have been to birthday parties for young children that involved kegs of beer and fully stocked bars.
I know it's wrong to judge, but why hold back now on the judging? I've always done it, and if it's wrong, please, I never want to be right. Because then, people would just do whatever they wanted to do without fear of social reprisal. And baby, I am the poster child for social reprisal.
I don't think it's cool to have children see their parents and other adults getting sloshed. And they might think, oh, I'll just have a beer or two, but inevitably, it winds up being four or five and they either start to get really obnoxious or just sit staring glassy-eyed as the kid blows out the candle.
It it really just me?
Suffice it to say I will be relying on some tricks to get me by, I'm going to guess that not all of my posts will be treatises on political upheaval in Myanmar. I mean, it's just a guess.
We went to a pumpkin carving party tonight, and Mr. P carved his first pumpkin by himself. Almost. Just a wee bit of help. It was really good, too.
We are going trick or treating on Wednesday night in my sister's neighborhood because they rock. My sister lives on a cul-de-sac and everyone knows each other, and one of Mr. P's little buddies lives across the street from my sister, so we are all going to go together.
I was talking to the mom of the little buddy today, and she mentioned that a few other families in the neighborhood were going together and beforehand, they were going to have a party, complete with lots of alcohol. Then, they were going to go ahead and just walk around with their alcohol.
I don't know if it is just me, but I don't understand people who feel the need to mix children's events with alcohol. If hanging out with your kid is such a chore that you need alcohol to cope, then you've got some problems.
I have been to birthday parties for young children that involved kegs of beer and fully stocked bars.
I know it's wrong to judge, but why hold back now on the judging? I've always done it, and if it's wrong, please, I never want to be right. Because then, people would just do whatever they wanted to do without fear of social reprisal. And baby, I am the poster child for social reprisal.
I don't think it's cool to have children see their parents and other adults getting sloshed. And they might think, oh, I'll just have a beer or two, but inevitably, it winds up being four or five and they either start to get really obnoxious or just sit staring glassy-eyed as the kid blows out the candle.
It it really just me?
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But sometimes I think parents use their children as a means to socialize. 'They' don't have the time to cultivate 'their' own friends, so the parents of the children's friends become 'their' friends. And as such, 'they' on occasion enjoy a glass of vino with 'their' friends.
They, their, they....'kay, then, that probably should be: I and my.
But seriously, with you on the 'no getting drunk in front of your children' part.
Hope you have fun on Wednesday. Sober and all!
Heidi :)
For years, we had friends who were childless, but joined us for our Trick or Treating, and we would always carry with us a travel mug of whatever our alcoholic drink of choice was. Sorry, but after 10 years of Trick or Treating, I think I deserve some percs.
Honestly, though I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing. I have a glass of wine every night and my kids know it. They also know I will kill them if I catch them drinking (catch probably being the operative word there).
So call me a hypocrite, but I do believe that the rules are different for children and adults. Otherwise, being an adult wouldn't be worth attaining, and we'd just have an entire generation living with their parents, playing PS2 in their 8X10 bedrooms. Oh wait...
I don't see any reason to take the attitude that adults should hide alcohol consumption from kids, but modeling proper, reasonable, and legal behavior in front of them is never a bad idea.
Do I think kids parties need to have alcohol for the adults? No. Do I think it's horrible for adults and their kids to be at a party with lots of adults and lots of kids and there's some alcohol? No.
For me, it's all about moderation. One glass = happy and shiney. 5 glasses = rehab needed.
On a side note...I do miss haloscan, I'm really not liking all the "letters of the week" system. I'm lazy like that!
Plus if I drank I would surely have to pee way before we were done!
I have never understood mixing alcohol with children's events either. I think some people are just showing off.
You know what they were doing in the town I live in? The CHUCK-E CHEESE restaurant was trying to get a liquor license!!! We opposed it and it got shot down, but really, is there a need to get drunk at the Chuck-E Cheese??
I don't get it either why anyone would mix booz and kids. Makes absolutely no sense to me.
(Hey, look! I'm leaving a comment! Usually I am just a big loser, lurking around in the bushes.)