Stupid rules from your childhood

[Knifer]

This evening I have been reminded that my parents and theirs had a weird rule that children were not allowed to sit on the sofa. We had to sit on the floor unless we were invited to sit up on the furniture.

I also remember if we had family over for dinner, children had to sit at a different table, and if there was ever a buffet, children were last to eat.

I have never enforced any of this with my children.

What stupid rules were there when you were a kid?

MardyOld Goth No cutting nails on Fridays here either, or Sundays! There is a rhyme which says its unlucky apparently!

We weren't allowed drinks with meals at home.

I do understand this one though- my brother would guzzle his drink and then be too full for dinner.

I haven't ever grown out of it and find my DH's "obsession" (yes we have had words about it many times) with drinks weird.

No Ready Brek until 31st October or after 1st March. I threw a proper shit fit (to my shame, I was about 18) when mum and dad let our foster child (you know - traumatised and undernourished) have Ready Brek in June.

We also had to be "weaned onto" adult toothpaste by having 1 tiny blob of each for the year between being 6 and 7.

Some of these are quite quaint, for example no eating in the street. Others are plain abusive.

We weren't allowed our ears pierced until we'd moved out, although to be fair my dad has a bad phobia having seen a woman's hoop earring ripped out of her ear when he was younger

My dad always struggled to understand that children need to eat regularly and can't just gorge themselves once a day like he could. So on a Sunday he would only eat Sunday lunch at about 2pm. He would try to ban us from having a snack when we couldn't make it from breakfast at 8 until 2pm, although my mum would normally sneak us a snack. He also didn't want us to have any dinner as "we'd eaten a big lunch"

Simpsons was banned on tv

Just realised my kids never go in my bedroom, it's not a "rule" as such, but our bedroom has a separate staircase with a stairgate on it and they never have a reason to go up there. They're preschool age so I'm sure they'll go up there when they're older

It's all pretty bad. But last for the kids to eat is awful.

Always the opposite in mine and DH family.

@Justleaveitblankthen
I've just remembered the smell of them !
Yeah piped jeans 😂

No eating in the street. Made absolutely no sense to me once I was 7+ and coordinated and tidy enough to manage not to spill food.

No ear piercing until I was 16. Mum relented and let me get them pierced at 13 but I had been desperate for them from the age of 5 when all my school friends started getting them done.

No jeans or trainers for me until I was about 14. My brothers were allowed them at any age.

Eat all your food up. Stay at the table until eaten. I remember chewing on a dry bit of liver for an hour or so, gagging every time I tried to swallow it! Being forced to eat stuff my Mum knew you hated. Stuff that I've never eaten since...

No ketchup allowed. My Mum was allowed it though. She even had it on roast dinner.

No going in parents bedroom ever, except for Christmas morning to open our stockings. We weren't allowed to open our stockings in our bedroom.

I have never forced my children to eat anything, particularly things they can't stand.

Reading these, I'm glad my parents were normal! Only rule we had was taking shoes off at the door as the picking up your dogs shit rules were not in force then and mum got sick of cleaning the carpets.

Glad I'm not the only one forced to eat liver. Does anyone eat it as an adult?

Never being allowed out of the house unless wearing “hose”. So even in Spain wearing a sundress and sandals I had to add knee high white socks so that I didn’t look like a prostitute.

mothers face always looked like a cats bum after I left home and never wore “hose” in the summer 😆

No I don’t. Tried cooking it myself to see if it was just the way cooked no still don’t like it, now kidneys I could loads loads of. Loved it when I could do my own steak and kidney stews the more kidney the better wonderful gravy too with that.

Oh yes hypocritical cow she was no chip butties but she would,