NY Times article in which the author agonizes over whether it's OK to let his 16- and 17-year-old sons have a few sips of wine with dinner. [link]
@@ I was allowed to take a sip of my parents' wine if I asked when I was about 6. I can't remember the exact age, but I know that, if we were having wine at dinner at home, I was asked if I wanted a glass by the time I was 14 or 15 or so. Have not yet turned into an alcoholic.
All my sympathies, scrappy and family, on your loss.
Scrappy, I'm so sorry. Strength and peace to you and your family.
Randomly, the ankle I had surgery on is killing me this morning. If I move the wrong way, *bam*, sickening pain. "Moving the wrong way" includes "walking", even with an Ace bandage on. I didn't even do anything to it! I am Not Happy.
1. The Farallones are techincally within San Francisco's city limits. So San Francisco is teaming with Great White Sharks.
I'm really not trying to be a pedantic jackass, but the use of the word "teaming" as opposed to "teeming" in this sentence cracked me up.
"San Francisco is teaming the Great White Sharks...together they will FIGHT CRIME!"
I am so sorry for your loss, Scrappy. Thinking of you and yours today.
Scrappy, I'm so sorry. My condolences to you and your family.
@@ I was allowed to take a sip of my parents' wine if I asked when I was about 6. I can't remember the exact age, but I know that, if we were having wine at dinner at home, I was asked if I wanted a glass by the time I was 14 or 15 or so. Have not yet turned into an alcoholic.
It's legal in Wisconsin. You can drink at any age when accompanied by a parent. In practice, not a lot of bars will set you up with a boilermaker, but the law is on your side. Letting your kids have a sip of champagne at brunch is not going to ruin their lives.