Colton, who is home from school sick today, comes wandering into the living room from his bedroom.
"Hey, buddy--how are you feeling?" I ask.
"Okay, I guess," he replies.
"Mom, can I have a Coke?"
"Sure." I answer.
He cracks open the Coke and goes on to tell me, "I've been watching a documentary about the prohibition--and for some reason it's making me really thirsty."
Should I be concerned?
