MY FIRST DRINK WITH MY SON

I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back of the time I took my son out for his first drink.
Off we went to our local bar, which is only two blocks from the house.
I got him a Guinness.
He didn't like it – so I drank it.
Then I got him a Samuel Adams, he didn't like it either, so I drank it.
It was the same with the Coors and the Bud.
By the time we got down to the John Jameson Dublin Irish whiskey,
I could hardly push the stroller back home.