What's one thing you do in your adult home that your parents didnt in your childhood home ?

[BrickPoet]

have shoes in a room rather than the stairs

Take our shoes off in the entrance hall
Eat all of our meals at the dining table together.

We don’t smoke so the house doesn’t smell of smoke.
regularly buy a variety of fresh fruit not a bowl full of manky going mouldy oranges, apples way past their best etc
always have my kids favourite treats in the cupboard
kids rule the tv rather than the other way round 😂

These threads could be quite interesting if they didn’t immediately go Mommy Dearest from page 1….
So, to recap, mnetters parents forced them to be cold, hungry and unloved in dirty houses. Mnetters on the other hand are loving, nurturing parents who centre their children in all things and keep spotless houses. Gottit. 😐

I don’t think there’s anything really that I do that my parents didn’t. Work at home sometimes I guess, they never did that.

Pay attention to children's emotions

My parents brought me up properly, they were both teachers. They could swear sometimes and certainly weren't averse to the odd farting competition either. 🤣

I swear and fart when I want to within reason (there's a time and a place etc.) and so do my now grown up children. 🤠🤠

> Silence - namely no TV on.
The TV was never off in my house growing up. There was always some soap opera or chat show blaring out from the corner of the living room from the moment the first person got up to the moment the last person went to bed. I hated it. Now my house is quiet, TV only on if we're specifically watching something.

> Have a stock of painkillers. Take lots of painkillers.
We rarely had painkillers at home as a child because my mum saw them as some kind of unnecessary quackery. "Everyday" pains like headache or period cramps could easily be solved by just pulling yourself together and getting on with it. Painkillers were reserved for things like flu and broken legs. I suffered very badly with period pain as a teenager. Now I have a bathroom cabinet full of painkillers and take them whenever the hell I feel the need.

> Pay my gas bill.
My mum had a old style gas meter where the dial could be jammed. She took full advantage. I do not have an old style gas meter and have to pay for my proper use. Bastards.

Lots of little things i guess if i thought about it . We merged our traditions when we married and then together you create your own little habits and routines. Me and and dh had very similar, happy childhoods with loving, caring and involved parents so i think we haven't had to change much.

Not have my F abusive parents around.

This is beautiful.

Love my children

For me, it's not a matter of being embarrassed, but a question of allowing children and guests privacy and equality.

Why should female household members and their guests have to perform part of a specific bodily function when other bodily functions can take place behind closed doors in a room designed and designated for those functions? I wouldn't expect anyone to bring their used TP through the house to place in the kitchen bin.

Practicality comes into it too - the bathroom bin is for used razors, ends of soap, single use face mask packaging, cotton balls, Q-tips, and other general detritus from the bathroom. Five children generate plenty of rubbish. I'd prefer to keep it contained in a receptacle that's easy for everyone to use.

I also have a small recycling bin in the bathroom.

Put mugs down without coasters
Carry bedding downstairs onto sofas for movie night/ pj days

Snacking.
Pj's on without being ill.

Have sweets and chocolate in the house. The day I moved out I got a chocolate fountain because my parents always said no to having one at my bday or anything. Lived alone for years now and it’s still one of my fave things, even get it out when my mum comes over - she secretly loves it.
Also take showers longer than 5 mins.

Eat dinner together most nights and do our daily highs and lows. Manage our expectations of one another. Enjoy living together.

Let my children read. As much as they want, wherever they want.

Have a pet (dog).
Don't have to finish dinner if they're not hungry.
No physical punishment.

Letting my children come into my room and sleep in my bed if they needed a cuddle.

As a small child I had been abused and from that I was terrified to sleep on my own. My mum would go mad if I tried to get into her bed. I was locked in the cupboard or tied to my bed. It went on for a few years. Now my kids, dogs, cats, maybe dh can have a cuddle anytime of day or night x

Sorry I lowered the mood 😬

Let my kids choose their meals.
Eat in the lounge.
Lie ins.
Apologise to my kids/husband.
Never smack my kids.
My home is a safe haven for my kids, my little grandson, animals, anyone who needs it.
Never ever feed my family liver 🤢

Sit on the sofa and relax. Not being busy or doing something productive was a terrible sin in our house growing up.
DH often works weekends and I still feel terribly guilty lazing on the sofa while he’s at work despite the fact I work full time, he couldn’t care less what I’m up to and I’m a grown up and can do what I like!

Damn! I guess you missed out on Shakespeare and Chaucer then.

Clean.

• Full access to fridge and cupboards for everyone at all times. We were very restricted in when we could eat growing up and I think it gave us all a really unhealthy relationship with food. Only time I tell kids to refrain from snacking is about 30 minutes before their mealtime
• We weren’t allowed in the kitchen or living room after 7pm. And if Formula One was on the TV we had to stay upstairs the whole times so my parents could watch it undisturbed. Which is weird because it’s the most boring sport where anything interesting rarely happens it’s not like they need their eyes on the TV for the whole 4 or so hours! DH and I watch football regularly but if the kids come in they come in, no big deal
• I’m much freer with table manners. Growing up we were not allowed elbows on the table or to start eating until everyone was ready, and weirdly the men were served first. And never EVER eat our food with fingers - not even chips or burger, we always had to use a knife and fork. Now, I only ask that we all eat together and couldn’t give a shit of my kids use their fingers.

Have good in the house, I overstock the cupboards always have loads of crisis, chocolate biscuits, snack type stuff and odd things like toilet roll.
Pay the bills on time - our meter was always on emergency credit and always running out, had to go borrow money from my Hran or Auntie to buy cards for it
Not chain-smoke around children. Even our poor budgie got a tumour must have been inhaling all the smoke into his tiny lungs

How do you have the time / energy/ money to make more than one dinner each night?