
Tonight we went to dinner together, and I got a haircut. I had a beer with dinner and he was getting a bit upset. He said, "Mom, I do not want you to get D.R.U.N.K." as he spelled drunk he whispered. I forget about how sensitive he is. He was quiet and looking sad. Sheesh...I reassured him that one beer was ok...for adults. :)
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