"Mommy, what are drugs?"
"Well, honey, drugs can be smoking or alcohol or some other things you smoke and some people take medicine that is from a Dr. but, they don't take it right."
"But, mommy, you drink beer and you have medicine from a dr."
"hmmm, yes I do but, I am an adult and I am allowed to do that and I take my medicine as it is prescribed to me."
"Then why are you saying that alcohol is a drug but, it is ok to drink it and what does purstripe mean?"
"Don't you have homework to do?"
"Do you want to watch a tv show?"
Great...problem was solved. I am good like that.
Now she is in second grade and one of her assignments was to write a note to a parent at home. Why? I have no idea but, I found a note on my book by my bed last night and opened it up. It was so sweet. She wrote.."Daddy, I love you. You are the best daddy. I love you. Happy Red Ribbon week." There were hearts and ribbons all over the note. I thought it was so sweet even though it was to super hot hubby instead of me. Then when I got into bed...I noticed that there was a note under my pillow. I thought she had made me an equally sappy and loving note telling me of all my wonderfulness and greatness. Instead she just wrote..."Drug Free" I am so NOT feelin' the love!!!