I am not your usual parent
Jun. 17th, 2013 04:28 pmRecording this for posterity, mostly, and amusement value.
This week we are having the dining room floor redone. To make that possible, we've emptied the room and as part of that emptying the liquor collection is now a mass of bottles in the computer room.
This led to Thing 2 being curious and asking if he could taste various things. Since the kids had already had a reasonable dinner I agreed and they got shot glasses into which I poured very small amounts (a sip or two) of different alcohol types. We sampled a couple rums, gin, and some sweeter things like creme de cacao, Godiva's chocolate liqueur, and so on. Along the way we had an extended discussion of alcohol and why it's restricted so heavily. We talked about how alcohol is absorbed into the blood-stream and some of its effects (*).
All went well to the point where Thing 2 asking if we could repeat the experiment last evening. I suggested it might be good to wait, but no he wanted to try so we continued. A little Oulde gin, some port, and then we got to tequila. I explained the tequila rule (**) and on we went.
Later that night Thing 2 came downstairs feeling quite unwell. A little emotional comfort (***), some chamomile tea, some resting on the couch, and he was ready to go back to bed.
This morning he comes down and tells me that he agrees with my tequila rule. I am BEYOND amused, but all I did was gently point out that he's lucky to have learned it in such a mild manner and that many people have much worse experiences.
Yes, I plan to let my kids sample alcohol with me in the future. No, I'm probably not the usual parent. But damn I'm enjoying this.
-----
(*) Lately the kids have been more open to these sorts of in-depth discussions, which I love. Earlier in the evening we had talked about why the Reformation had to come after the Renaissance and what that had to do with the founding of certain colonies in America. Trying to do as much of this as possible through Socratic dialogues delights me.
(**) The (my) tequila rule is "no mixing with other alcohols." Drinking tequila means I drink only tequila. I have a similar rule for champagne.
(***) Speaking of emotional comfort, Saturday night Thing 2 was awakened by the sounds of a fireworks display. He came downstairs concerned, I explained, and then there was this awkward pause where he just sort of stood there. I said, "Would you like me to tuck you back in?" He nodded yes, so off we trotted and I got him re-settled, fetched his water bottle for him and kissed him good night on the head. There will come a day when this is no longer possible - in fact, it's pretty rare now that he wants emotional comfort from me - and I am utterly treasuring the days I have.
This week we are having the dining room floor redone. To make that possible, we've emptied the room and as part of that emptying the liquor collection is now a mass of bottles in the computer room.
This led to Thing 2 being curious and asking if he could taste various things. Since the kids had already had a reasonable dinner I agreed and they got shot glasses into which I poured very small amounts (a sip or two) of different alcohol types. We sampled a couple rums, gin, and some sweeter things like creme de cacao, Godiva's chocolate liqueur, and so on. Along the way we had an extended discussion of alcohol and why it's restricted so heavily. We talked about how alcohol is absorbed into the blood-stream and some of its effects (*).
All went well to the point where Thing 2 asking if we could repeat the experiment last evening. I suggested it might be good to wait, but no he wanted to try so we continued. A little Oulde gin, some port, and then we got to tequila. I explained the tequila rule (**) and on we went.
Later that night Thing 2 came downstairs feeling quite unwell. A little emotional comfort (***), some chamomile tea, some resting on the couch, and he was ready to go back to bed.
This morning he comes down and tells me that he agrees with my tequila rule. I am BEYOND amused, but all I did was gently point out that he's lucky to have learned it in such a mild manner and that many people have much worse experiences.
Yes, I plan to let my kids sample alcohol with me in the future. No, I'm probably not the usual parent. But damn I'm enjoying this.
-----
(*) Lately the kids have been more open to these sorts of in-depth discussions, which I love. Earlier in the evening we had talked about why the Reformation had to come after the Renaissance and what that had to do with the founding of certain colonies in America. Trying to do as much of this as possible through Socratic dialogues delights me.
(**) The (my) tequila rule is "no mixing with other alcohols." Drinking tequila means I drink only tequila. I have a similar rule for champagne.
(***) Speaking of emotional comfort, Saturday night Thing 2 was awakened by the sounds of a fireworks display. He came downstairs concerned, I explained, and then there was this awkward pause where he just sort of stood there. I said, "Would you like me to tuck you back in?" He nodded yes, so off we trotted and I got him re-settled, fetched his water bottle for him and kissed him good night on the head. There will come a day when this is no longer possible - in fact, it's pretty rare now that he wants emotional comfort from me - and I am utterly treasuring the days I have.
no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 05:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 06:43 pm (UTC)1. They want a rite of passage to mark their transition to adulthood. Many cultures give their young people one, but we don't. When I was working on college campuses, I heard a lot of kids talk proudly about how much they had puked the night before, and it became clear that they didn't just want an adulthood ritual, they wanted an ORDEAL, something they could brag about having withstood.
a. I know that Jews have Bar and Bat Mitvahs, and those are fine, but I think 13 is too young to serve as the rite of passage that kids need and want in contemporary society. We need something that happens somewhere between 16 and 19 and something where young people have to test themselves. I guess we can't administer a ritual flogging to all 18-year-olds, after which we hand them their adulthood merit badge ... but I think we need something like it.
2. Most kids hear only "don't" as the rule about alcohol, so in addition to making alcohol seem forbidden and sexy, they also have no idea how much is a reasonable amount to consume on any one occasion. They learn from one another, and what they're learning from one another is that if nobody passed out, then it wasn't too much.
no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:15 pm (UTC)Interestingly, among our conversations this weekend was one between Thing 2 and me in which he said that he felt our family wasn't extraordinary and that we were just sort of different. I was bemused.
no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 01:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:12 pm (UTC)So I expect we'll see. Also, I expect my kids won't tell me about it :)
no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 01:07 pm (UTC)(I think I was about 5 or 6 the first time my mom offered me a sip of booze. We didn't do tastings. My parents served alcohol at dinner parties and I was allowed to taste a tiny sip of what my mother had. Later on [8 or 9?] we started getting watered down wine at Thanksgiving dinner and so on.)
no subject
Date: 2013-06-19 01:10 am (UTC)(Boy One is only vaguely interested -- I think marshmallow vodka was the only thing he's been able to stand so far. Boy Two can't stand alcohol period, but he seems to be a supertaster so it's hardly surprising.)
no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 07:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-17 11:39 pm (UTC)When I got to college, I saw people around me getting drunk and thought they seemed stupid, obnoxious, and unpleasant while they were drunk, so I never wanted to emulate them and didn't drink at all at first. When I started going to gay bars to try to pick up girls, I got drinks at the bar because that was how one paid for taking up space, but the first time I had more than one drink, I started to feel different from how I normally feel. That feeling scared and disgusted me, and I put the second drink down half-finished and never had more than one drink after that. Eventually, when I gained a little more confidence and didn't feel as if I had to have a drink in order to fit in, I switched from one screwdriver followed by pure orange juice to pure orange juice the whole evening.
So I'm 55 years old and have never been drunk, even though I wasn't exposed to drinking in a casual way at home. Of course, I often hear how strange I am, so that could be the reason. :D
no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 01:10 am (UTC)We've gone through some of this with F. He's tasted a couple of beers (he likes stout and ale, not lager as much). He's tasted a couple of wines (followed by sounds like we were choking him).
We talk about getting drunk vs. drinking, though I expect future discussions will get more detailed.
I'm impressed. Again.
no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 12:20 pm (UTC)(Hmm. I may have asked this before, but durn if I can remember an answer.)
no subject
Date: 2013-06-18 02:57 pm (UTC)