Here is how I was awakened this morning by my sweet Sarah.
Sarah: "Mom, I need some alcohol!"
Mom: "what.... alcohol?"
Sarah:"Yeah Mom, my stomach hurts so I need some alcohol!"
Mom:"Am I having a nightmare or something?"
Sarah: "No mom. You know you always give us alcohol when our stomach's hurt!"
Mom, thinking for a minute and then laughing: "Oh, I know now, you want some caffene. I always give you some soda with caffene when you have a stomach ache..."
Moral of this story: If Sarah has told you in the past that her mom gives her "alcohol", you can hang up the phone, don't call CPS, she just means caffene.