By Jody Allard
Original Source: theweek.com
I used to think of myself as a cool mom. My house has always been where my kids and their friends gather, so it was easy to think that had something to do with me, my tattoos, and my Nirvana T-shirts. But all of that changed when my kids hit their teen years, and I discovered that being “cool” came at far too high a cost.
I’ve always had a strict “no drugs or alcohol” policy with my kids. Sure, I’ll pick them up if they ever get hammered at a party, no questions asked, but there will still be consequences the next day. I figured all of us parents were united in a battle against keggers and spiked punch at prom. It never occurred to me that sticking to my guns about alcohol would make me the odd one out.
My twin teenagers were freshmen in high school when I first discovered one of them was drinking at a friend’s house…click here to continue reading