Since I have a 4th grader, I felt compelled to post a reply here....
I keep beer and sometimes wine in the refrigerator - I drink, my husband does not. I have to admit, it has occurred to me to "count" the beers to make sure neither child is doing something they shouldn't. However, I do trust my kids, and unfortunately, my sister is a full-fledged alcoholic and they have been exposed to the hurt she has caused to me, her daughter, my mother, and everyone else in her life. I really think they view alcohol as evil.
One thing I heard at a seminar on 'raising boys' was to talk to your child before they may be offered a drink from a friend, make sure they have a "plan" in place of what they will say. It was said that boys in particular can not think as fast as girls on the fly and need to have a plan in place for the first time they are offered booze, cigarettes, etc. I think this is a great idea and have discussed it with both my sons, even my 4th grader.
My sister has alot of problems, mostly caused by her alcoholism. She is not even raising her only child, a daughter age 13. The alcohol has taken all that is left of her. She has been to rehab once, it didn't work, and she refuses to go back. Even getting her daughter back is not enough incentive!
We were raised in a home with no alcohol whatsoever. I wouldn't doubt if my sister tried her first drink at a very young age, possibly at a friend's house. I do know my mother told me recently that when she was 10, she took a bottle of pills and had her stomach pumped. I'm not sure where I was at the time - I never knew about this.
I agree that America glamorizes and stigmatizes drinking, sex, etc., which only makes kids want to try those things more. Maybe if we relaxed a little bit, and not make such a big deal out of it like the Europeon countries, it would help.
I think those among us who become alcoholics are genetically inclined to do so. That's why some of us can drink and stop without getting drunk, and others cannot stop once they start.
My sons saw me drunk once - it was the most embarrassing night of my life. It was earlier this summer, I was visiting my sister (surprise!), and boy were they drinking (much more than I usually do). I joined in, and my 11-year old son grabbed my keys and said "Mom, you are not driving". I called my mother and she picked me up and her BF drove my truck home. I thought it quite responsible of my 11-yo. My 4th grader was scared to death. :doh:
In hindsight, maybe my mistake taught them a valuable lesson.
The disease of alcoholism hurts everyone......
