Friday, August 8, 2014

Bowling and Booze

Odd title for a mostly baby related blog…
not MY baby.
He went bowling with the pass his cousin got from the library for completing her summer reading list (she's not even 2)
Eli spent most the time eating and napping, BUT just before his nap and just after eating we managed to get in a frame. 
Our son is a bowling prodigy.
He got a strike his first time…while half asleep!
Then, he had his first trip to the liquor store to pick up wine to bring to family dinner. I was going to let it pass, but at the checkout the register worker asked about Eli, so of COURSE I had to tell her that she was a part of one of his "firsts"
She laughed and made a joke about how I needed to be sure to jot it down in the baby book. Then, also as a joke, she said "Oh and you should take a picture with him next to Jack to put in there with it"
I don't think she expected me to actually do it.
By this point, we were all laughing (while wondering simultaneously if we could have child protective services called on us for this kind of tom foolery) and she and a male co-worker suggested that we give him a tiny bottle of Jack to go with the photo. 
Of course! 
Why wouldn't I put a tiny bottle of alcohol in my child's hand? 
The entire time Rico was going, "Alli, no, we can't do this."
Want to hear the part that is kind of sweet about this whole experience? 
The male liquor store worker that was excited to have Eli put a tiny whisky bottle in his hand wouldn't do it himself, "I can't take this moment away from his dad."
Whhhhhaaaat?!
You mean the classic moment that every parent dreams of, where they pose their child with a tiny bottle of addictive liquid poison? A dad giving his son his first drink…just happened to be a couple of decades early.
and Rico's final words as the sliding glass doors shut on our way out, "Well, we are officially the worst parents ever"
We DIDN'T have him drink it.
We DIDN'T leave him in the car while we went in to buy it.
We DIDN'T steal anything (in fact, I almost forgot the bottles of wine I had picked up for the dinner)
We DIDN'T drink and drive.
So:
We could be worse.

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