I'm sorry, Connie. Try to get some rest.

So. Guess who got a call at 4am from Emmett's friend Desiree, telling me he'd been throwing up violently for two hours?

Laura's mom was already there when I drove across the bridge and got to the hotel to collect him. (Laura was his date.)

He doesn't have a lot of experience drinking, but now he knows not to mix Absinthe, grain alcohol and Peach Vodka.

Spoiler font because it's so gag worthy.

Anyway. I ain't even mad. Nobody was driving drunk. His friends took care of him and called when it was beyond their control. And he won't like the smell of licorice for the rest of his life.

It happened back at his hotel room too, so minimal public humiliation, though I'm sure he'll be a topic of conversation when everybody meets for breakfast.

And he was looking so damn smooth before the Prom.

Kicking Emmett upside the head is somewhat redundant under the circumstances.

I expected him to drink tonight, so that's not an issue.

I shouldn't be surprised that he got drunk because (a) he doesn't drink, really; and (b) it was prom; and (c) he is not particularly good at reining in his enthusiastic pursuit of anything fun.

And he's going to feel very crappy indeed for the next twenty four hours.

Spoiler font because it's so gag worthy.

Punishment seems almost redundant at this point.

Eta- it does seem that they handled it reasonably smartly, and the lesson his own body is teaching him won't soon be forgotten.

Oh god, I was such a mess the morning after my prom, and my grandparents had just gotten into town for graduation, and I had to try to play it off. Good times.

Punishment seems almost redundant at this point.

The only punishment I intend is an apology note to Laura's mom.

and the lesson his own body is teaching him won't soon be forgotten.

That's the thing.

I mean, I got hammered a couple times in high school. When my friend John ate of the vodka infused watermelon until he was incoherent and puking his guts out, we woke my Dad up at 4am to take care of him.

Compared to his peers, Emmett does so very little partying. Almost everybody he knows smokes pot. He doesn't. I don't think he's even been drunk before.

He watched his friend Jake turn into a serious drug addict (meth) and was around it and it really put him off.

Some shit you learn the hard way and - as noted - nobody left him to wander off or be unattended. Nobody got in a car driving drunk.

You just chalk it up.

He's in bed now. I'm going in to check on him every few minutes to check on his breathing. He's still SO boozy. But there's nothing left in his stomach.

I am so sorry Suela.

You are being a very reasonable parent, Hec. Also, that combo sounds disgusting. I think I was saved from any alcohol related vomiting in my life because I cannot drink things that taste bad to me.

Also, that combo sounds disgusting.

I can't even imagine drinking that! Honestly, I don't think he's going to be drinking again any time soon.

I keep checking on him and his breath is still just so boozy and nast. I'll let him sleep for a couple hours and then try to get some Gatorade in him and rehydrate him and replace some electrolytes.