Here's the update....

The son is now 14 and in high school. About a year ago I said something about going outside for a smoke. He scoffed and called me a stoner.

We began talking.

He knows I toke; he knows how I feel about the medicinal qualities, as well as the all-natural aspect. He knows I don't drink alcohol, and he knows I had a major problem with cocaine (7.5 years clean from that).

He's cool. I've grown at home and outside of my home (never having indoor lights in the same home my children live in). He has been on a balcony with plants ready to toss them over the rail when an unexpected knock came at the door.

I have explained to him that as Canadians, the show Pot City USA (or whatever it's called) does not apply to us. If I were to be picked up for what I am doing, I would be back home within 72 hours.

My daughter is now 7. She is at the stage where she sees a High Times magazine and tells anyone nearby that the plants look just like 'mummy's tomato plants'. So cute...but dangerous. I take to treating plants the way I would Christmas presents...hidden away from little eyes! ;o)

So...while I still believe my son has incredible Conservative tendencies, I am optimistic that he may one day join us in our advocacy for what is right. Legalization. Complete and unadulterated.