The rules from your childhood home are now the rules of your current home , what are the new rules?

[OliveCrab]

Bed for 10pm
Walk most places

The only joints on the table should be carved (ie, no elbows)
You must thank your parents for the 'nice dinner/lunch' and ask for permission to leave the table
The dog must be walked for at least 30 mins, morning and afternoon, and for 10 minutes before bed
Garlic and spices are 'foreign foods' and make the pantry smell. They shall not enter the house!
(My rule) parents and other household members should never come into my bedroom on a Sunday evening when I'm trying to record the charts off the radio

No ITV.
Dad has to watch the news at 6. TV in study not living room. Total coincidence that he gets in to the study at 5.45 for Magic Roundabout.
Bath at 7, signalled by The Archers music.
No white bread except the occasional bloomer from the Brethren run bakery where one of my school friends sometimes helps.
No flavoured yoghurt and no packet custard.
No spice in anything, and no meals out, WAY too expensive.
Fish and chips on Fridays after swimming lessons, I always chose chicken to be different.
No bought cakes, too expensive and "not as nice" according to my mum.

No whistling!

I hardly know where to start! Maybe the first one would be that the cats would be immediately banned from going upstairs ever again.

Everybody pitches in. We're all in a team and we're on each other's side.
Stop reading at the dinner table.
You don't have to eat it but don't be rude about it.
If you can't say something nice, say something funny.
Go to bed!!

No dogs upstairs. This was my dad's rule, and was disregarded by the dog the second he heard the front door shutting on Dad heading off to work.
All children to join in with the Sunday house clean, then go off to Sunday School to give the parents 'a bit of peace and quiet'.
The plain crisps and lemonade were for Dad. Not that we'd have dared help ourselves to so much as a biscuit, never mind a proper treat like a packet of crisps.
Back home by ten, and woe betide you if you were late, no matter what the reason was.

My DH had the same childhood rule! His mum used to count the chocolates to make sure no one had eaten them 😆

Mine would be...

No heating allowed except a few hours in the evening. Also no blankets allowed downstairs, as it's scruffy.

Being freezing cold is one of my main childhood memories.

Old rule: Wash your hands as soon as you get home, have taken off your jacket etc.

new rule: we talk about out feelings and don’t have to apologise for our emotions. They do not excuse bad behaviour but they are still valid.

You finish the food on your plate. (The elements and proportions of which you didn't choose, parents decided on meals and dished up in the kitchen.)

With horrific memories of chasing cold peas round a plate some thirty minutes after everybody else had left the table, I vowed I would never inflict this rule on anybody else. DS eats until he is done, and can then leave the table; he just cannot request a snack immediately afterwards.

Actually, I had more rules for mine than I had as a child!

The kitchen scissors DO NOT leave the kitchen!

Annoying at the time but now I understand how infuriating it is not to find the good kitchen scissors!

There were regular stand offs with me not liking something yet being made to sit there. I never did eat it so it was futile. I too have never done that to my children. Both of them eat anything and I do except for peas, I still hate them.

Only one bath allowed per week,

eat everything on your plate

do as your told, or else

ndver, ever contradict your mother in public

Try not to laugh too loud when dad’s around

That won't be happening.

Childhood home - mum can yell at, threaten, demean and terrify you for very little reason.

Current home - no yelling, threatening, terrifying or demeaning people allowed in.

In my home growing up- no sanitary pads/tampons must be left in the bathroom, even if placed in a closed, plain container where the contents were not obvious from the outside (my suggestion) in case someone male should inadvertently see them and be embarrassed. This was especially odd, since it was Mum's rule and Dad had no problem with them (he was usually the one sent to buy them). I have intentionally gone the other way, and openly discussed periods etc with my son and daughter. DS does not seem to be too mentally scarred, and has not so far had an attack of the vapours even when menopause/HRT are discussed at the dinner table!

I had quite a few friends where their Dad had a specific chair in the living room that no-one else was permitted to sit in. A lot of these also had to go to their bedrooms when Dad came home until invited downstairs, to give him some peace and quiet after a day at work.

I'm not that old either!

In bed by 8pm and not allowed to stay up and watch Dallas or The Young Ones.

No dogs on furniture, or upstairs
Children dispatched to pick dandelion leaves from the roadside for the rabbit
Children sent to walk dog on own from age 10
Child sent to get bus to school and wait at distant stop and cross road alone from age 8
No playing or mess in sitting room
Long hair not allowed
Homework done before TV time
Only one TV in the house

Im Going to keep this lighthearted

there is a very nice room in which no children are allowed

we must wear socks at all times even if we hate socks (cue to rushing to put on socks when you hear parents coming)

everything is spotless. Really, really spotless. At all times. Even if you step away from something for a minute.

Surely these aren't your rules now though?

Always reading an OP carefully and then responding appropriately.

Only use the phone in the hall
Only watch BBC or ITV
No fizzy drinks
Very low sugar/fresh food only
Walk to and from school
Collect the potatoes from outhouse
Put used tampons in the coal fire. Yes you read that last one correctly
Ask to leave the table after eating (ALL) the meal

I’m sorry if these were the rules of your childhood. You’re not saying you’ve kept them, are you?
Oh god no! These were the rules but no, definitely not kept them!

Don't eat the biscuits or various snacks your mother has bought. It is unclear who exactly they are for, but definitely not you, fatty.

Stay quiet and out of the way mostly, but also come out and make polite conversation with visitors on demand.

Make conversation with your mother in the car before she gets angry at your silence.

Don't be fat.

Only one box of cereal open at a time.

I rebel wildly now, and we have as many as we want to and have room for. They all get eaten in the end anyway.

Oh, one piece of toilet roll for a no. 1, and 2 pieces for a no. 2.

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