Yup, that's a really good plan. Now that I think about it... I don't think my parents started drinking until one of us kids was old enough to drive and they certainly never have enough to impair judgement. It's a good example you're setting for your boys!
Heh, low tolerance, yup, that's me (though mine has increased). I like to have a glass of wine after I'm done studying for the evening, it makes life seem more relaxed.
Well, the chicken experience is over.
Steve took them out of their misery just a while ago. I got to pet Benny one last time before he buried her and I could also see the extent of her injuries and know that we made the right decision.
Still, I keep thinking of her walking between my feet while I hung the laundry...she'd just coo! I can't stop crying.