Parental Fork In the Road

We had an unexpected visitor last night at 11.15pm. We'd just come home from a Superbowl party and put the kids to bed. A coworker of my husband's showed up with food and beer, and so we stayed up until 2am shooting the shit.

Our friend was too drunk to drive, so we told him to stay on our couch. He didn't argue, and we were glad. However, it led us to make our first decision in regard to overnight guests.

See, I have had very in-depth discussions with a friend over where to draw the line with it comes to appropriate behaviour and protecting our little girls. We probably come across as more paranoid than most, but bad shit happens to good people. I will do everything in my power to protect my kids when it is in my power to do so.

With our friend asleep on the sofa, Hubbie and I were in the bathroom getting ready, and I had to lay it out for him. I told him I knew it sounded over the top and overprotective, but we do not know this person all that well. I did not want there to be even the slightest possibility that he could walk into one of our children's room. Son included.

My husband agreed. He was one hundred percent on board and had no problem with bringing our kids into our room for the night.

Were were paranoid? Probably. But there is no way in hell that I am going to take a chance with my kids. Every situation is different, and there are levels of comfort when people stay in your home. We have had other people spend the night, but this is the first time we had to have this talk. I am relieved that we were both on the same page. I respect my husband all the more for it.