growin up in the 70's, I saw it all. my parents sold and smoked bomb in front of me, I used to wonder why there were always squares cut out of their magazines, and I pretty much always knew that it was what mommy and daddy did, and we didn't talk about it outside of the house. I do remember answerin the phone one time and tellin my grandma that 'uncle jimmy is here buyin pot from my dad"......LMAO.....and one time, my mom didn't fell good and she told me to go roll her a joint, which she still has in her jewelery box with "Dana's First Joint, Age 4" on it. Having said all that, I smoke weed, and my brother, who was raised the same way, doesn't. I have a baby cousin who just turned 18, and we smoked around her for her whole life, and she doesn't smoke, but she also doesn't think that people who smoke are bad people. like a lot of non-smokers, or people who werent raised around it. ON the flipside, we have never hid it from my best friends kids either, didn't neccessarily smoke in front of them but they knew what we were doin, and we smoked in the car with them there on trips and shit, and now her 17 year old daughter is a poothead. There are always two sides to every argument. IF I have kids, I don't know how I will handle it, but I do know that I will always be honest with my kids, and they will know that mommy does what she feels like she needs to do, and its not somethign that other people need to know.