Last week, I was driving around town with the kids and we passed a drugstore. This prompted all kinds of questions about what a drugstore is, why it's ok to sell drugs if drugs are bad, etc. My kids are a little young for the drug talk, but I just answered their questions honestly and hoped that it was the beginning of many open discussions in the future in which I would be super-mom and my children would ask my permission and respect my authority and never ever ever do drugs.
In the middle of this talk, I was pulling into a gas station, trying to find a place to park. There was a police officer at a gas pump, which I drove around to get to my spot. We were about three feet away from him, windows down. My youngest daughter (who has no inside voice AT ALL), yells "Mommy, look! A police!"
I kind of giggled and continued driving. Just as a made it around the pump and was in full view of the officer, the son who was sitting nearest him hollered through his open window "Yeah! Mommy! Don't buy DRUUUUUGS!!!!" I almost died.
I have
never almost never never bought drugs. Apparently, our talk pretty much had the opposite effect of what I wanted. My kids seem to think that it's ok to buy drugs from a drugstore (and possibly a gas station), as long as you don't take them, and as long as you NEVER do it in front of the police.
Awesome.
