Let’s try this again!
I actually know what my feelings are about this, and I know my husband’s as well. But for some reason I’m randomly curious what other people think, so I’m not only starting this thread, I’m not going to tell you our opinions upfront. Nyah, nyah, nyah.
During dinner last night, my husband told me that his mother had called to find out whether his cousin had called us. This side of the family is a poor, close knit, rural family in Western NY. Said cousin is a 17 year old boy, who is graduating this month, and heading to a reasonably decent public college in the fall. Since the family is so close and spends most holidays and vacations together, we know him very well.
C is fairly smart, though not particularly into school; and is a moderately, though far from exceptionally, good kid. His primary interest is in skateboarding, as is his friends’. He had a minor brush with the law two years back involving some property damage, which resulted in a little community service and paying for repairs.
Apparently there is some sort of big skateboarding thing coming up in New York City, which we are within moderate commuting distance to. Something large enough that they’ll be blocking off streets for it. According to MIL’s call, he was going to be asking us if he and some friends could stay the night before at our place. (At the time, we didn’t know how many friends.) She also mentioned to my husband that C had asked as an aside whether or not we’d let them drink while they were here.
We have no children. We live in a smallish three-bedroom one-bath house, though only one of the spare rooms is made up for guests (two twin beds). We have a large finished basement with a couple of chairs, decently soft carpeting, and one of the best sleeping couches of all time. We have several dogs and cats, which makes it seem pretty crowded at times, and several video game systems upstairs and down.
Today we got an email from MIL on his behalf, formally asking if he could stay with us with four friends. (Apparently he decided that he’d have better luck with Aunt K asking for him than asking directly. )
So, after all that - would you let five 17 year olds stay in your house?