This was our dinner conversation tonight. It's a good thing this is anonymous or someone might turn me over to child protective services.
Calvin: I like beer. Can I have a sip of beer?
the Aunt: No, well, I guess...
me: You can have a sip if you eat all of your meat.
Hobbes: Wine, wine, wine.
the Mother-In-Law: You can have a sip if you eat all of your meat.
(Hobbes proceeds to gobble his previously untouched meat in a matter of minutes.)
Some mothers use dessert as a bribe. Here, we use alcohol. Bad parenting skills at their finest. I also let my kids have a piece of their Halloween candy before bed, and we may even eat apple pie for breakfast.
Disclaimer: The Aunt and I had one beer each, and Calvin didn't even actually try it. He decided it would be "too spicy" and he wouldn't like it. Hobbes did get a sip of wine. It wasn't his first, but he never gets more than a drop. My in-laws lived in France for three years, and we are all about promoting a healthy view of alcohol for our kids. We don't make it the forbidden fruit so that they will one day sneak it behind our backs, but we don't overindulge.