“Since when do children run the household?”
My friend spent a few days with her daughter and three young granddaughters. The 11-year-old runs the home. I think that may change soon. I hope.
And I’m with you; that commercial pisses me off, too. First, we were glad to have food (poor country preacher). And Mom certainly wasn’t going to prepare anything special if we didn’t like something.
I recall that I hated “SOS”. It made me gag (literally) to look at it. The only accommodation I got was that I could eat the other food of the meal alone at the kitchen table. And that wasn’t for me. They just didn’t want puke on the dining room table.
Second, “smarting off” would’ve been a life-ending event. And that wasn’t limited to words. An eye-roll ... No. Nope.
PARENTING SLIDE:
My Italian father strapped us with his belt. My Irish mother would pinch us under the arm. We were not allowed to even ask what was for dinner. We ate what was set in front of us.
I counted to three to give my kids time to stop naughty behaviors. If I said three, you got a spanking on the behind, without fail. . I tried to make things for dinner that almost all of us liked, but there was always someone who didn’t like something on her plate. I made that one eat 2/3 of the disliked item.
My daughters cater to all the eating whims of my grandkids and one didn’t even want us to ever say “no” to hers!
I blame TV, the media, and schools. My least obedient child sometimes threw what she’d been taught about child abuse statutes in my face. I held firm. She’s now the most strict parent amongst my children.
We need a Great Reset of family life and values in this country.