Time heals all wounds, right? Sure, sometimes. But that is not the case when you forgot to bring the sauce to a BBQ eleven years ago. Your own family will needle you on such an irreparable disaster for the rest of their lives.
People will remain salty about petty injustices, and there's not that much anyone can do about it. Someone might say something about forgiveness, but then no one would get to complain. So where's the fun in that?
Kids are no exception. Recently, Todd Dillard's viral tweet kickstarted a thread where parents share the verbal jabs their kids throw at them for the petty crimes they have committed. And let me tell you, they sting.
Todd said his daughter is a curious and kind girl.
"I remember scraping off the burnt part of the quesadilla and then serving it to her," he told Bored Panda. "The look on her face was like I'd made dinner by microwaving socks! I think I made meatballs for her instead."
This time, she did end up having a quesadilla. However, it wasn't burned.
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Needing a fiver to pay someone (decades ago, when paper money & physically meeting a person still was a thing, so maybe 2019 or so), I exchanged my tenner for two of their five. They still feel shortchanged, even though they're outstanding at math. I suppose it is a lesson in scarcity-added-value.
My mom once undercooked the eggs she was giving to my dad for his lunch. He still asks her if he needs a straw to eat his eggs.
Ooh I'd forgotten the time mom cut my sister's hair along with the top of her ear... So Much Blood. That used to come up a lot for a decade and a half, basically until she moved out.
Already ignoring the mental trauma of your child? You burned the waffles!!!
I googled 'scallop juice' and I still don't know what that is.
It's sooooo hard not to do though, I've clipped myself accidentally so many times
Maybe you shouldn't have woke me up in the middle of the night for the last 3 nights.
Awww. I have these protein bars Injust started trying -brownie and chocolate chip cookie dough from Costco, very good - I don't want to share so I say it has coffee and don't show my 7 year old the pic. Surprised she hasn't read the ingredients like she enjoys doing I hope they don't draw pics of my protein bars.
I left my freezer door slightly open before going on vacation for 3 weeks. I made the mistake of telling my parents. For years after they’d tell me to remember to close the freezer door before I leave for vacations. And in their mind it was always “just last year” when it happened. Even almost a decade later.
it would have been nice if it was dragonflies tho... they're pretty
I threw up at 6 after soup with mushrooms. Never knowingly touched mushrooms again. But I don't blame my parents.
Did the same --- once ---. This became a permanent time reference point, "Before (or after) you forgot me at daycare......"
Crazy memories. My daughter remembered at 3 where we out a Christmas decoration the year before. She is 7.5. On Wednesday, she got excited and declared it was Wacky Wednesday - the day after Dr. Suess' bday- and mentioned a show on the wall, etc. This was after reading the book last summer. So it meant a day of creating wacky stuff on the fly. We drank water from bowls, piled lunch in a bowl, had breakfast (green eggs like the day before) for dinner with a raw carrot as well. They wore mismatched shoes.
He should have given you the taco. No big deal, just because it was outside of the norm for breakfast. If you slept through dinner it means you were tired a d you shouldn't be punished for that.
My brother and his friend cut the ponytail off my Chrissy doll in the 70s. If you remember her, you'll know why that was a big deal. I haven't forgiven him. We're in our 50s. :D
I have once avoided that a group of girl scouts added 10 (!) liters of milk to 1(!) pack of mac & cheese in stead of 0.1 liter
I bought a bag of "cuties" (small tangerines) for my boy, who was 5 at the time. He refused to eat them and forbid me because they were so cute. So, there they sat until they became dried up, burnt orange balls. I threw them out. When he discovered this, he gave me crocodile tears and said "how could you do this to your own son" and he proceeded to tell everyone we met, how I threw out all his pets, that he loves so much. Now he is 9, won't eat oranges, and tells me often I am not allowed to throw away his cat, because I always throw away things he loves.
Kids? How about adults? My husband cut my hair one time with clippers. He pulled my bangs away from my forehead with a comb and ran the clippers across the comb. I asked "Did you just shave my eyebrow?" He says "No" then pulls the comb away and says "oops." He shaved half my eyebrow off. Funny thing is, my 5 year old son got ahold of his grandmothers razor during bath time and shaved off the same half of the same eyebrow. So instead of looking like an accident, it looked like an inherited genetic trait. Now anytime my husband offers to cut my hair, I respond with "No thanks, I like my eyebrows the way they are."
My son was born one day before his sister's second birthday. She's in high school now, and she still brings it up to both me and him regularly. Children never forget, unless it's something you told them to do.
I bought a bag of "cuties" (small tangerines) for my boy, who was 5 at the time. He refused to eat them and forbid me because they were so cute. So, there they sat until they became dried up, burnt orange balls. I threw them out. When he discovered this, he gave me crocodile tears and said "how could you do this to your own son" and he proceeded to tell everyone we met, how I threw out all his pets, that he loves so much. Now he is 9, won't eat oranges, and tells me often I am not allowed to throw away his cat, because I always throw away things he loves.
Kids? How about adults? My husband cut my hair one time with clippers. He pulled my bangs away from my forehead with a comb and ran the clippers across the comb. I asked "Did you just shave my eyebrow?" He says "No" then pulls the comb away and says "oops." He shaved half my eyebrow off. Funny thing is, my 5 year old son got ahold of his grandmothers razor during bath time and shaved off the same half of the same eyebrow. So instead of looking like an accident, it looked like an inherited genetic trait. Now anytime my husband offers to cut my hair, I respond with "No thanks, I like my eyebrows the way they are."
My son was born one day before his sister's second birthday. She's in high school now, and she still brings it up to both me and him regularly. Children never forget, unless it's something you told them to do.

