I’m walking out the door to pick up my son’s tux. Prom is tomorrow and while I’m excited to teach him about wrist corsages, dinner manners and what he should do if his date refuses to let him open her car door, something is gnawing at me. You know what it is because you’re a Mom. It is the anxiety about the big three: sex, drinking and pot. So what am I to do with these worries?

Face them head on. I have been preparing for this day for a while now because I knew that I would worry. So my son and I have been talking a lot. Well- I talk, ask questions and then listen to the few words that eek out of his mouth. No, his friends don’t drink. At least his two closest friends. Phew. And sex? Nope- no serious girlfriend, he’s going with a friend and I know how her parents feel about sex too. That helps.

And the drugs? I know his small group of friends and they’re not about that. I know because I’ve watched them for a couple of years now. So why am I still on edge? I’m worried because these guys…