Kids can whinge about their parents!
That’s a god given right, make no mistake.
Smart kids don’t don’t whinge to the parent involved.
I’ve used the analogy, you don’t complain too the umpire in a game and expect them to change their decision?
Why ask mum or me another ten times after we have already said no?
What part of no don’t you understand the N or the O?
It’s because we love you that you’re upset with our decision?
The list is endless, how we can ruin their lives and how our parents effected ours
I enjoy looking at my life and others and trying to find patterns, explanations, quirks, opportunities to improve and chances to slip the knife in and give it “The Oliver” when needed or the opportunity for a good giggle is tooooo tempting to resist.
Maybe I waste to much time on this part of life?
Most probably but I am what I am, like we all are
PS If anyone hasn’t heard “The Oliver” before it’s a bit of slang, think of that great movie Oliver Twist and replace Oliver with Twist
