Nate and Henry have this fascination with smoking. They pretend they are smoking cigarettes with straws and french fries. If we see someone smoking, they stare in complete awe, I see it in their eyes how they are glamorizing smoking. Tonight, laying down, I had a long talk with Nate about the dangers of smoking, what it means to be addicted, and about what your lungs look like after you've smoked for years. I could tell that I was finally getting through to him. He turned to me and said, "Mommy, I not like smoking cigarettes, I just like smoking cigars."