Treating kids Younger than they are.

Sneezy

My Nana - we were always called the 'kids', if we were at my nana and grandads for tea (all of us) the three of us were always given our food first and had special preference on any spare yorkies/roasties etc.

My sister even though she's the tallest out f the three of us has always been called 'the little 'un'

Someone (some distant relative we see once in a blue moon) was talking to my sister when she was about 16 and asked her (think a strong Irish accent) 'ah did you get your mammy up early this morning' :rotfl: :rotfl:

Jojo_the_Tightfisted

My granddad stayed over one night when I was about five.

At ten past nine in the evening, he turned to my mum (aged 40/41) and said 'Dont you think it's about time you went to bed?'


Mind you, he could have been winding her up - granddad always livened up days visiting him by doing that, when he wasn't discreetly flipping the switch on his hearing aid to 'off' as soon as her eyebrows raised to indicate she was about to have another go at him about something.

He also used to have a crafty fag in the coalshed when supposedly taking me out to play in his garden, where he taught me how to roll and palm a ciggie, not because he wanted me to smoke, but because he knew it would really wind her up if she knew (she was an exsmoker of a couple of months and had/still has that zealot attitude that some people display).

jackieb

Whenever I was pregnant my Mum would hold my hand to cross the road. I lived with my parents when I had my first baby and the first time I was allowed to iron was after the baby was born. Was never allowed to do it incase I burnt myself. I suppose giving birth made me grown up enough to handle an iron. Also, later on, after I was married, if my husband was working away and the grass was needing cut, my Dad would do it 'incase you electrocute yourself!' I also used to have to take some of children into hospital for various reasons. If my OH was away, my Mum would insist on driving, as it was 40 miles away and 'too busy' for me to drive in. I passed my driving test when I was 19, and it took me 10 years until I could park in a multi-storey, only because no-one would ever let me drive in the city. I drive there all the time now, no problem.

I'm 45 now, and the tables have turned. Parents get older, roles get reversed, but I look back and never regretted being treated like that. I just felt mollycoddled and very cared for, and I liked it. Hasn't done me any harm and I can do almost anything when I put my mind to it.

Mrs_Ryan

My Dad still calls me 'the bairn' (I'm 33 ) I have heard him utter the immortal words on occasion when I've been home 'you aren't going out dressed like that' and when I go out its always 'where you going, who you going with, what time will you be back blah blah.' strangely enough my Mum isn't like that at all and she treats me appropriately (I've told her some quite controversial stuff about myself and she doesn't bat an eyelid but she always says don't tell your Dad )
OH thinks its hilarious that my Dad calls me the bairn

jackieb

Mrs_Ryan wrote: »

My Dad still calls me 'the bairn' (I'm 33 ) I have heard him utter the immortal words on occasion when I've been home 'you aren't going out dressed like that' and when I go out its always 'where you going, who you going with, what time will you be back blah blah.' strangely enough my Mum isn't like that at all and she treats me appropriately (I've told her some quite controversial stuff about myself and she doesn't bat an eyelid but she always says don't tell your Dad )
OH thinks its hilarious that my Dad calls me the bairn

All 4 of mine are still called 'the bairns'. They are 18, 21, 25 and the 29yo is going to be a Dad next year. But he's still my bairn. :A

Nenen

I plead guilty to treating my three grown-up children (28, 26 & 23) younger than they are sometimes, especially at Christmas. This is the first year that I haven't prepared stockings for them all, complete with, Christmas teddies, nuts, satsumas, selection boxes and chocolate coins!

jackieb

Nenen wrote: »

I plead guilty to treating my three grown-up children (28, 26 & 23) younger than they are sometimes, especially at Christmas. This is the first year that I haven't prepared stockings for them all, complete with, Christmas teddies, nuts, satsumas, selection boxes and chocolate coins!

MY OH is 48 and still gets an Oor Willie or Broons annual at Christmas from his parents. :rotfl:

Hermia

I have relatives who still give the 'children' in the family the same presents they gave when they were young. For example, one aunt gives all the 'boys' Lynx and all the 'girls' Impulse. She doesn't seem to have noticed that the 'children' are now sophisticated adults who wear Chanel etc!

I am not keen on kids and find I tend to treat kids in an age-appropriate way or speak to them in quite an adult way. They love it. I often find it's the people who adore children who tend to speak to kids like they are still toddlers.

somethingcorporate

Nenen wrote: »

I plead guilty to treating my three grown-up children (28, 26 & 23) younger than they are sometimes, especially at Christmas. This is the first year that I haven't prepared stockings for them all, complete with, Christmas teddies, nuts, satsumas, selection boxes and chocolate coins!

spoilsport!

Rebecca01

Thanks everyone. You have all made me chuckle.

One time my neighbour accused my sister and I of stealing apples of his apple tree. We were 18 and 21. He asked my Mam if the girls had been playing in the garden and had pulled them off!