Boy is that true. Offering advice to my 35 year old daughter has made me feel a very little bit like those tankers in Shermans watching their 75 AT bounce off Tigers and Panthers.
I don’t give advice to my 30 something kids. I’m not sure they would listen to me anyway. Except that I know they all think hubby and I are remarkable people, and how did we do that? They’ll learn, if they know what’s good for them. I think they are watching and trying to figure it out. If they ask, I’ll fill them in. But I don’t give them advice unless they’re asking.