So true!

Now they're afraid to have jungle gyms in parks for fear the little darlings will hurt themselves.

We've raised up a bunch of brain-dead wastrels who bleed when touched.

I worry that we are the last of the Alpha Children.

When the grandkids come here, they have no WIFI, no TV, nada but nature. They can participate or not - their free choice. But they know if the make the wrong choice - being a pouty brat - they will not be invited back.

This grandma doesn't put up with the same bullshit the parents do.

Such a shame the parents were so old when I got to them, LOL.

Had they been teens, they might've been saved, LOL.

Dumbasses still taking kids to Disneyland.

Arial turned 7 the other day. She asked me if I knew what SEX was.

We went out back where Mama pig was in heat. Got all of her questions answered.

...I am STILL barefooted unless it physically harms me to be like in winter/frostbite. As I type this I just came in from taking the dog out to do the duty and stood o the grass barefoot. I still have no socks on even right now...

Oh, could I please be you for just 10 minutes?

We're chilly & wet today, but the sun's fighting to come through.

I kicked off my gum boots in the kitchen, so I have on my wool socks & some fleece-lined mocassins.

I'm ready to get out of these work pants & get back into my yoga pants...

Pigs are sleeping in the West pasture, in the sun.

Maybe by afternoon we'll make it to 40F.

Sure, I do it every morning, closing the front screen porch door as hubs leaves, but I do not like getting the very bottoms of my feet cold.

Heat I can do, just not cold...

Sounds like you lived in my neighborhood.

Might have if you were in the canyons of Arizona, New Mexico & Texas!

Might just be we grew up connected to the same spirit.

I'm so grateful to have been born so long before this foolishness took hold of folks.

It AMAZES me that 30-somethings give their babies a cell phone to entertain them...

that there are 2-year olds still sucking on a binky...

that there are 8-year olds who can't tie their shoes...

that there are 34-year olds who won't get off their parents' sofa...

We worked hard because that was what was expected.

Low expectations lead to destruction.

We are witnessing the fruits of our lowered expectations over the years.

Makes me want a drink, LOL... (as IF)

YEP!!!

I have twin Boys...14 TODAY, we have a saying in our home about illnesses.... “Whoever gets it first ...gets it worse”!!!

I thought we were suppose to trust the science? 🤣😂😆

What you just said is 100% PURE SCIENCE!

We kids learned darned quick not to be whining & carrying on.

Gran figured, if we behaved that way, we must be constipated or vitamin deficient, so out would come the wooden spoon & the cod liver oil or castor oil, depending what she thought it was.

AMAZING how quickly that stuff worked with just 1 dose!

Gran always followed the SCIENCE.

Brilliant psychologist, she was.

The same people that used to talk about letting kids eat dirt are the same ones who are scared to death righ now of catching a cold.

And they're also the same people who are glued to the TV every evening to hear Lester Holt's propaganda report.

Funny how that works...

Thank God that hasn't happened to my folks... they're all dead.

TV & Radio were something we did mostly in winter, when we were pretty much tucked in for the winter other than getting wood for the stove or feeding & watering the stock, repairing machinery, etc.

We heard the market report for about an hour every morning w/breakfast, the Farm Report with Paul Harvey at noon, and maybe some music or a story after dinner, but barely 3 hours a day.

Almost NEVER talked on the phone because some other family was always using it. It never occurred to us to use it as a pastime instead of reserving it for important communications.

It was strict, but it worked. We all did our part & pulled together. We got new shoes after we sold the corn crop every year. If Gran sold a rug, we'd have maybe some stick candy.

When I sold my first calf to a kid doing 4-H, I was so proud.

We got by with little more than common sense, spit & chewing gum...

and TENACITY.

Snowflake generations

Bingo!