Every one of us who grew up and now have children of our own (I saw the birth of my first Grand Child in 2015) can relate to this in his or her own way. I am already seeing the evolution of change from how my parents were influenced to how my son interacts with my Grand Daughter and I can’t wait to take my role as Grand Father. I pray that my influences are half as positive as I now see my fathers were on me! #PeaceMarshall
When I was a small boy I didn’t like vegetables; they were multi-coloured, bland and good for me. Any English northern boy worth his salt wouldn’t touch such a thing. I wanted ‘yellow’ food – chips, deep fried chicken, pizza and more chips – with a side of chips. It is fair to say, my parents did not agree. Then there was the time my parents wanted to go to their Godson’s christening, but I wanted to stay at home and play video games. Once again, they disagreed*.
This is a common feature among households, parents just don’t seem to agree with their children. And equally, children don’t seem to agree with their parents.
Now this is for a very good reason. Your parents have lived 20 to 30 years longer than you. So even if they aren’t the best parents on earth, they know enough to know that a diet…
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