Last night our Cub Scout Bear den had a trip to the local police department. I couldn’t go but my son was so excited to tell me all about it. They got to check out the back of a police car. They were put in a cell. They even got to learn how to dust for fingerprints.
It was a fun time and he had a blast. Then as I was putting him to bed he was showing me all the things he got to bring home. A pack of gum, a mint, a drinking cup, and a brochure. He informed me that he also got a sucker but he had already eaten it.
‘Mommy, the sucker had a wrapper on it that said no drugs. I just don’t understand why anyone would put drugs in a sucker.’
Turns out the sucker had this on it:
He then was up even later while I explained to him that it wasn’t because there were drugs in the sucker but rather that the police want them to say no to drugs and not ever take them.
‘The police don’t want me to take drugs from the doctor?’
Any hopes of an easy bedtime went out the window as we got to discuss illegal drugs versus ones the doctor gives you. Gotta love 8 year old boys!