Lia, an almost 12-year-old granddaughter whom I babysit n the afternoon, came into the living room holding a bottle of diet Tonic Water.
" Oma," she said in that accusing tone only only12-year-olds can adopt.
" What is this?"
"What does it say on the label?"
"Diet Tonic water" she says.
"Well, there you go."
"But it tastes like alcohol "
"No, it doesn't. It tastes like tonic water.
I happen to like it. Sometimes I mix it with gin"

"Did you mix it with gin?:
"Let me taste it." It was tonic water alright.
I said:" you don't have to worry. I would not let you drink it if there was gin in it."
"Okay, then. Don't poison me."
"Oh relax, if wanted to poison you, you'd be dead already, Lia."
"Oh, Oma! "