DS1(17) drank ten pints last night, was sick (multiple times, apparently), came rolling home at 2:30am and fell into bed mumbling things like "I'm sorry mummy. Stay with me, I don't want to be alone. I love you mummy, I'm sorryyyy"... And has just sprung out of bed and gone bouncing out the door to walk the dog saying he feels fine...
Whereas I had nothing to drink, and was up til 4am fretting about stomach pumping and the recovery position, and trying to make sure he didn't drown in his own vomit... And I feel lousy!
Anyone else got teens who haven't got what they deserved, recently?! > mwahahahahaaaaaa <
DD got a little bit tipsy on New Year's Eve - not a problem provided she didn't wake up MIL on our return or for that matter mention it to her (MIL has a strong puritanical streak) - but I disturbed MIL with several trips to the loo despite having nothing at all to drink and felt the need to swear to her that I hadn't been over-indulging, honest guv etc, to the amusement of DD.