Alex McCord, the malnourished stick bug from The Real Housewives of NYC, has written a book on parenting, which is some funny shit seeing as though her kids could teach Latarian Milton a thing or two on how to scrape the nerves of the adults around him. Seriously, even Satan would run for the nearest church to get away from those bad ass kids.
In the book titled
“Do The Opposite Of Everything I Write” ” Little Kids Big City: Tales From a Real House in New York City”, Alex writes about how she lapped up cups of the sweet nectar while she was knocked up with both of her boys. Alex even sipped on a glass of champagne minutes before giving birth to her son Francois. Alex writes, “Throughout my pregnancy, I gave into every craving I felt. When I wanted to have a drink, I did.”
Alex also writes about the time she and her husband Simon took their 2-day-old son Johan to the bar of a restaurant so that they could have cocktails.
Filling your womb with vodka aside, is taking a newborn to a bar such an awful thing? First of all, I’d want my baby to get used to seeing me drunk, because I’d have to stay drunk until they turn 18 (which is why I’m not a parent). Second of all, happy drunk strangers would send you and your newborn baby tons of free congratulatory glasses of booze. Happy drunks love babies. I’m thinking of asking one of my friends if I could borrow their baby just so I could take it to the bar and collect free shots of everything and anything!
Note: Don’t ever lend out your baby to me. Second note: Don’t take parenting advice from those two corroded idiotards.