As I worked late the other night, Bree was manning bedtime, and specifically, the requisite pre-bedtime picnic. It is a complicated game, with ever-changing rules that are as hard to follow as they are ephemeral. Mainly, it involves the stuffed animals (known collectively as "all the guys") to ride around in the toy F-150, then be deposited on the kitchen floor (along with the rubber duckies and the 'nest' of plastic eggs), wait for the elevator, when it's too hard to take the stairs, and possibly eat and drink.
And so, I received the following message from Bree:
Good job mama. Guess what the animals are drinking at the picnic?
Wine?
Yep. They have two big glasses that they're sharing.
Now, there are several ways to interpret such news about your not-quite-3-year-old. And here is what I choose to go with:
1) All things being equal, some wine guzzling teddy bears aren't as bad as it could be. Hell, they can be taking shots, smoking cigarettes, or engaging in risky behaviors. Not to imply that that goes on in our house.
2) To make wine taboo is to nearly ensure a future in sneaking drinks.
3) Let's not forget - the animals were sharing. And sharing is a good thing.
My only question - Red or white?
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