Tonight we decided to try Dave and Buster’s. We’d never been, but Korban loves arcade games and we could get food there. Brad has some friends that live nearby and they agreed to meet us.
We all sat down to dinner together and it was great. The food was good, Korban was patient and let us eat before going to play games. He ate his food and didn’t complain or beg for more. Everything was going really smoothly.
Here we are with our friends. They are so sweet and were so good with the kiddos.
We went to the game room to play but Korban had noticed they had a bowling alley and he really wanted to bowl. He is obsessed with bowling. So we waited on a lane to come open and Korban was doing well but he was getting overly excited and anxious. He loves bowling so much it’s hard for him to stop when it’s time, and he tends to focus a lot on how much time he has left to bowl and it’s hard for him to be in the moment and just enjoy it. But he did okay and bowled really hard for an hour. He understood it was time to go and that we were going to go back to the game room for a little bit, and looking forward to that helped with the transition.
Another couple was coming up to bowl on the lane adjoining ours as we were leaving. I said hello to them and bent to pick up our stuff. That’s when things went south. I heard like a shocked gasp and “Noooooo!” And I popped my head up to see Korban has snatched their drink up off the table and was guzzling it. Y’all, I will never forget the looks on their faces. I was yelling “Oh no, I’m so sorry!” And they were yelling “IT’S ALCOHOL!!!!” This is where it’s gets really funny because I am repeatedly apologizing and telling them I will buy them another drink and they are repeatedly telling me it was alcohol. I guess they were wondering why I wasn’t freaking out more about that fact and I’m just over here like “That’s totally not the worst thing he’s ever done, just please don’t be mad at us.” They ended up telling me not to worry about it, that they didn’t need another drink, and it was ok.
I felt really bad. We’ve had a looooong discussion with Korban about how he is to ask one of us for a drink if he’s thirsty and not just snatch up something that doesn’t belong to him. Also, his breath smelled like a brewery which was disconcerting to say the least, and he said that drink tasted really yucky. Fortunately he doesn’t seem drunk and I don’t expect him to be hungover tomorrow. Maybe he’ll sleep good tonight?!?
And in case anyone is wondering, we did do something to quench poor Korban’s thirst. Brad bellied him up to the bar and ordered him a glass of Nashville’s finest tap water, on the rocks. Although, Korban did ask him for a snow cone because of all the “flavor bottles” lined up behind the bar.
*I also feel the need to add he’s a kid, but he’s a 120 lb kid and there’s no way one would sip (okay, even if it was a big sip) would actually inebriate him. I just feel bad he stole a stranger’s drink, and sure didn’t intend for my preteen to drink alcohol.*
I felt like a horrible mom, but it happened so fast and I wasn’t able to prevent it. You know what they say about looking around you and seeing someone worse off? As we were leaving I saw this in the parking lot and figured somebody’s kid had been drinking harder than ours, and then got behind the wheel.
