Friday, July 08, 2011
'Daddy, Are You Drunk?'
After telling him he was being a lazybones, I hoisted him up.
Elliot was quiet for a moment and then said, "Daddy, are you drunk?"
"What? Where did you hear that word?"
"I don't know."
"Was it Zoe?" (Zoe is his more sophisticated friend — she's 3.)
He must have sensed my apprehension: "I was just joking, Daddy," Elliot said. "I think."
This all took me by surprise. I was preparing for discussions on sex and death, but I didn't think I'd have to explain the effects of alcohol to a 2-year-old. He always seemed satisfied with my describing spirits as "mommy-and-daddy drinks."
Fortunately, I had the moral authority that came with it being 10 o'clock in the morning.
"Well, I'm not."