Um, excuse me, what just happened here?
I think I just gave my 16 year old permission to smoke weed.
The wacky tobacky. Shit, hash, ganga, spliff…. call it what you will. I think I just gave my kid the OK.
The conversation started off innocently enough. Moo came in while I was on the computer, assumed the position as decreed in the Magneto Bold 10 Commandments, and waited for me to be ready. She wanted to show me a picture of some chick on MySpace that is her idol and how she wants to cut her hair like her.
As we are perusing this tart womans MySpace page she was telling me about a conversation on the train.
Moo: C reckons that if she was going to try drugs she would take E. Cause she reckons that is the most pure.
*choke*
Moo: Yeah, I know Mum. That is so wrong!
Me: Well E can be cut with anything.
*long discussion about drug making, LSD, cocaine and the ilk*
Moo: Well E and I decided that weed is the safest bet.
Me: It can be sprayed with anything as well. Or coated in shit. You would have to make sure that you got it from someone that is a druggie and knows where to get the good stuff, the untampered stuff. You can’t just get it from anyone, cause you don’t know where it has come from.
Moo: Well of course. I wouldn’t trust just anyone.
Phone rings, it is MPS asking me to pick him up. I jump up, chuck Boo in the car and go to pick up MPS.
An hour later, while making dinner, I realise what happened during that conversation.
Moo talks about taking drugs.
I talk to her openly and honestly. Good job.
Moo now knows that drugs can be mixed with baby powder, cornstarch, rat sack or any freaking thing to ensure the biggest profit for drug dealers, and they don’t give a shit about what happens to those buying the stuff.
Pat on the back for Kelley. What a fabulous well informed mother you are!
Moo now knows to ask the drug bags at school to score her some weed.
Um. Hang on. What went wrong here? Did I just give my daughter permission to get ripped off her tits ‘in a safe way’?
Should I start putting a little extra aside each week in the budget and make sure we are stocked up on munchies?
Cause pickled onions rolled in nutella and crushed chips and dipped in jam is quite satisfying…..
Not that I would know anything about that.
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33 Responses to “Um, excuse me, what just happened here?”
February 21st, 2008 at 9:47 pm
Well, the honest and open approach was good.
At least you know she can talk to you about it.
February 21st, 2008 at 10:01 pm
good thing is she’ll talk to ya about it - so even *if* she gets wasted on weed she’ll come to you if she needs ya. Better that than her thinking she’s gotta hide it from you!
February 21st, 2008 at 10:18 pm
**awaits the blog post about Moo saying “yeaaaah maaaaan” a lot and wanting bulk orders of cheesy puffs in the weekly ‘big’ shop**
February 21st, 2008 at 10:22 pm
No ya dag.. you didn’t give her permission to start smoking dope.. you had an intelligent adult conversation with your daughter about drugs.. woot..
ummm oops sorry ignore me.. I had an intelligent adult conversation with my teenage daughter about sex and stuff…
yay least my daughter doesn’t smoke pot…
cheers kim
February 21st, 2008 at 10:36 pm
My parents always went with the approach that if you want to smoke dope, ciggerettes, get really drunk or do other drugs, make sure you bring them home so that at least they are around and can call an ambulance if needed.
My first bf got kicked out of school for smoking pot in a classroom at his private boys school when he was 15….when I met him it was almost 18 months later and he had never touched drugs again, but of course when I brought him home to meet my parents my brother said `Hey your that dude that got expelled…` my brother went to that same private boys school. So yeah, that went down well…..fast track six months later my mum asked his friend if he could get her some weed cos she had never tried it before…yep, my mum is classy!
I don`t think you gave her permission as such that you told her to be sensible…being sensible is the best approach, and being honest is the best approach also…I appreciate the honesty my mum had with me, and still has with me about drugs, booze, sex and stuff so I am sure moo is the same!
February 21st, 2008 at 10:52 pm
@frogpondsrock, yes, but I didn’t get pregnant with the dropkick before Nat did I?
And if I recall you knew I had stopped taking the pill…
February 21st, 2008 at 11:10 pm
Here’s a thought - if you wanted to ensure she was smoking clean dope, grow your own.
February 21st, 2008 at 11:14 pm
No, I don’t think that you gave her permission. But you did have an honest discussion with her. And worst case scenario and she buys some, at least she will know how to be safe. But she would probably bring it home by the sound of your relationship.
Oh, almond Mars bars used to be really good for the munchies, allegedly of course, but I don’t think you can get them any more. Of course, that’s just what I have been told.
February 21st, 2008 at 11:28 pm
oh great! my kids are just at the stage of breaking things, making a mess etc…God help me when they get to Moo’s age!!
February 22nd, 2008 at 12:31 am
Like Lulu, we were always told that if we were going to do something like that, bring it home where we were safe. And to be honest, leaving aside the possibilitiy of rat poison, it’s the things that can happen while you’re on drugs that would probably worry me the most.
Of course, she doesn’t actually need your permission to do it so knowing that she’s well informed, and is comfortable talking about it with you is a good thing, right? And now you have an excuse to stock up on clinkers.
February 22nd, 2008 at 2:31 am
Oldest son got a DUI (Driving Under the Influence). Went through hell getting all that sorted. And then he ‘quit’ drinking. I thought ‘cool’. Then one evening I got a whiff of his clothes as he came in the door. We started a discussion about drugs, in general, and weed, in particular. He said, “I’d rather be known as a pothead than a drunk.” How do you argue with logic like that?
February 22nd, 2008 at 3:03 am
I can’t wait for the birds and bees discussion next. This one was entertaining…
February 22nd, 2008 at 3:09 am
Um, when she finds a good dealer, would you send him my way?
I think you did just fine darlin’. It’s the same with Shortman. Being direct and honest is a much saner approach in the long run.
February 22nd, 2008 at 3:36 am
Honest and open is good, it means she knows she can come to you.
That said, yeah, she’s gonna be searching out a “good” dealer.LOL!
And do I want to know exactly why you’ve snacked on something so atrocious? ; )
February 22nd, 2008 at 7:21 am
The first time I smoked it, my mum was the first person I told. Sort of like a confession. So I tihnk that’s a pretty good sign of how approachable she was. She didn’t like it, but she didn’t blow up either.
It was the last time I tried it too.
February 22nd, 2008 at 7:47 am
Well, this is definitely a wait and see issue.
You may find that you need to sample her stash yourself for impurities on a regular basis.
That’s just good parenting.
February 22nd, 2008 at 8:15 am
Ah yes, the Advanced Mothering talk. I’m sorry. I know just how painful it is.
February 22nd, 2008 at 9:08 am
Peanut butter and cheese sandwiches with perhaps a few chicken chips are apparently good for the munchies too.
I don’t think you gave her permission.
February 22nd, 2008 at 11:14 am
Red frogs, twisties, chocolate bullets and lots of creaming soda - so I’ve been told. *looks innocent*
Bollocks you gave her permission. You had a frank and honest discussion about the weed.
My mother told me not to sit in the aisle seat at the cinema, or the ‘pushers’ would inject me with drugs. Not a lot of honest dialogue went on in my home.
*sniggers* when she comes home with eyes like a possum, send Boo in to entertain her, then lock the door.
February 22nd, 2008 at 11:28 am
I so hope I have a relationship with B-B like you do with your girls.
Don’t think you gave her permission. Just made sure the lines were open.
xx
February 22nd, 2008 at 12:16 pm
My sisters grew it in the backyard, with my mother’s permission. Mum’s logic was that at least they knew it was organic. If you do this, make sure you tell no-one about it at school, kids, because late one night your plants will go missing.
And where in the backyard did it grow best? Why, in the sand-pit, of course.
February 22nd, 2008 at 12:26 pm
Na - knowing Kelley’s luck if she grew it, Boo would just eat it….Hey - there’s a thought, at least he might sleep the night
February 22nd, 2008 at 2:35 pm
Kids are going to try drugs with or without their parents’ permission. Your talk with your daughter was superb. You just didn’t tell her an outright no, but instead instructed her on how to keep herself and her friends safe if and when they do decide to indulge.
Got to admit I agree with your daughter’s logic. If they insist on doing drugs weed is a hell of a lot safer than the other shit out there. Also, it might give her an interest in horticulture.
February 22nd, 2008 at 5:09 pm
Veronica: I am lucky, she talks to me about most things. And her friends do too. Makes it awkward when these kids parents ask me questions about their kids!
Marilyn: Some times I wonder if I want to know!!
Mrs Fancypants: Unlikely. Seeing I have no idea what a cheesy puff is. Aren’t they the thing that Cartman eats?
Frogpondsrock: *gaffaw* you crack me up. At least she is mature enough to handle it. Remember, I was 19 when I had Moo…
Lulu: Wow! I can’t imagine my mum asking to score for her! Lets hope I am the only one that perceived that conversation that way!
Veronica: The plot thickens…… you wanted to get pregnant that young???? Shit, wish I knew you way back then. Man, would I have given you the heads up.
JodieOdie: Not bloody likely. I can’t even keep the most hardiest plants alive…. Um, I mean, that is illegal….
Gemisht: Amazing how wonderfully pure we all are, not knowing anything about that
Cathy: Oh first you have the period talk, then the sex one…… not looking forward to the ‘yes it feels nice but do it in your room ON YOUR OWN’ talk with Boo *shudder*
Cerebral Mum: Have already had the ‘what can happen to you’ talk when she started going to parties with alcohol there. Hmm, clinkers are the silver lining
Iceel: Hmmm, how on earth do you deal with that? Offer to help him dred his hair? Buy Cheech and Chong videos and Bob Marley tshirts????
VE: Oh that has already been done. They knew more than I had ever guessed…..
Ree: *gaffaw* and how would we get it to you? Through the mail????? Can you imagine the conversation I would have had with my mother about drugs? *snort*
Jen: *snigger* no you don’t
Karen: I would have to explain what it was to my mum first. And she claims she was a hippie!
Damonm55: *snort* I wonder if Dr Spock would agree.
Candy: So where is the freaking handbook! You would think someone would have written the bloody thing by now.
Bettina: Really? And you know this how???? LMAO
Anja: OH MY GOD!!! MPS’s mum told him the same thing! She said, and I quote ‘Don’t sit in the aisle at the movies or bad people will come and inject you with the mara-joo-arnah and you will be addicted’ Great idea about chucking Boo in there with her, talk about freaking her out!
Angel: Lets hope it continues hey?
Trish: The sandpit? Oh *gaffaw* right along side the buckets and buried goth dressed, headless Barbies.
Meg: *splutter*. Shit, I just wasted a whole mouthful of latte. All down my shirt! Yeah, he would. Perhaps he would eat normal foods, as opposed to coffee tables, toys, pieces of wood…
Riayn: See Megs comment re growing her own, LMAO. I think it is just a fact of life that kids these days will experiment. Scares the shit out of me considering her reaction to Vodka!
February 22nd, 2008 at 6:01 pm
“…not looking forward to the ‘yes it feels nice but do it in your room ON YOUR OWN’ talk with Boo *shudder*”
lah lah lah lah lah I can’t hear you - twice!!!
February 22nd, 2008 at 8:04 pm
You didn’t give permission - don’t worry.
I think it’s great Boo can come to you to talk about drugs - in my house it was a feared thing, which simply made me want to give it a try. Your kids are going to be just fine.
February 22nd, 2008 at 8:16 pm
Good honest talks are always the best. If Moo still thinks about trying it I bet she will also think about all the undesirable ingredients that can and do get added and she’ll probably change her mind. After all, she’s sensibly avoided the stuff for quite some time already.
February 23rd, 2008 at 2:43 pm
Ah, I think open and honest chats like that are better than none. I wish my mom was open like that. She freaked about everything! As a result, I wanted to try everything…
February 23rd, 2008 at 3:16 pm
That was a great talk you had with Moo and no, you didn’t give permission.
OMG my mum gave me the “don’t sit in the aisle seats” talk too…which I gave right back at her when she was
smokin’ some gooood weedtrying some green stuff for pain control and nausea when she had cancerFebruary 23rd, 2008 at 4:47 pm
I knew nothing very little of illicit drugs until I went into rehab to get me off what my doc said was a n anti anxiety med that I should have no concerns about. My 10 days there taught me such a lot about the drug scene in Melbourne. My kids always know they can come to me to talk, but they are not prizing that sort of knowledge out of me.
I could not talk to my own mother of such things but then i am ancient compared to you and times were different. I learned of the ‘birds and bees’ (we did not say the three letter word that may put this comment into moderation) from the back of a magazine knitting pattern. Thankfully it was a complicated pattern.
February 24th, 2008 at 1:44 pm
Wow.
Can you adopt me?
or better still, can you adopt my kids? Only through the years of teenage angst, of course.
I am going to be so lame through that period.
March 4th, 2008 at 6:14 pm
I was the same with my kids, to the point that when they asked us if we wanted to go to New Years Eve rave with tme, and we said yes, they asked if we wanted them to get us some ‘pills’. (My youngest is 20)
Scary and cute all in the same breath! LOL
March 18th, 2008 at 11:20 pm
The hardest talks Ive had to have with my kids were regarding homosexuality (a favourite uncle is gay), drugs and safe sex.
I sweated over what to say, how and when to say it, and pondered what their shocked little faces would be like.
They sat through it all looking bored and the only comment I got was ‘Can we turn the TV back on now?’
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