I've been thinking a lot about this recently. This time of year makes me think of my parents, both of whom passed away a few years ago. I had a lovely childhood, and I often think back and admire the way my parents did things or handled various situations.
I try my best, but I don't think I'm as good a parent as they were - I'm too worried, I think too much, I'm too controlling. Some of this is because we live in a very different world today than we did in 70s suburban england, and I am reacting to what I think are modern pressures and "dangers". But some of it is just me (and obvs DH, but this is more about my perspective. DH had a bit of a crap childhood so I think from his view our DC have a much better one iyswim).
My children are primary and high-school aged. They are not having the childhood I had, at all. They will look back and yes, there will be lots of lovely things and they know we love them more than anything, but they are not carefree and when I think back to my childhood, that is the overriding memory from that time - I was utterly carefree.
(Also do realise that there is going to be a certain amount of rose-tinted-spectacles going on here)
Anyway, all these musings made me wonder what others felt about it all.