31 Weird And Silly Rules Parents Had Kids Follow That They Still Don’t Get After Growing Up
Parents set rules for kids so that they know which behaviors are acceptable and which are not. As the CDC writes, children will have to be in public places when they grow up, places that might have certain rules. So they must get used to adhering to rules. But what if those rules don't always make sense?
Like when parents don't let their kids watch TV while lying in bed. Why is there a TV in the bedroom, then?!? It's true: not all the rules we heard from our parents make sense, but some might be extra silly. Like many from this thread, where a person asked: "What's a rule your parents had that you thought was silly at the time and still can't quite understand?"
What are the strangest rules your parents had in your house growing up? Let us know in the comments, and don't forget to upvote your favorite entries!
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I wasn't allowed to have any Ken dolls because my dad didn't want me to make my Kens and Barbies kiss. He said if I had one, I would become boy crazy and turn into a wh*re. Jokes on him, I just made my Barbies kiss each other.
I had gay barbies too, but that was because my mother detested "American" toys and once she'd FINALLY caved in and bought me a couple of Barbie dolls (and a couple of knock off Barbies) she flat refused to buy me a Ken. My Barbies dated a couple of weird knitted dolls I had, or more often each other.
I didn’t even know Ken dolls existed until much later because my parents never bought me one. My poor Barbies had to manage the entire world on their own, including but not limited to making babies appear magically in a house full of Barbies.
Load More Replies...Ooh, love the upshot - would've been hilarious if it'd been "Jokes on him, I just made my Barbies kiss each other. And, I'm gay"🤣🤣🤣
I mostly had Sindy dolls (UK). They were a big thing in the 60s/70s (They came out in the UK in 1963, & then: "After Marx Toys' unsuccessful attempt to introduce Sindy in the United States in the late 1970s, Hasbro bought the rights to Sindy and remodelled the doll to look more American. As a result, the doll's popularity declined." There is more to the story, which can be found here, btw: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sindy
I heard about someone who had this rule so they cut one of the Barbie's hair short and wrapped tape around their middle til their stomach was even with their boobs. Trans Barbie.
You just take one of your Barbies and cut the hair short. Viola! A boy! (We didn't have a ken doll either.)
Sorry, I think that's "Voila!" A viola is a musical instrument.
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9pm bedtime... Always. Figured out in middle school, it was so they could have 'no kids' time, so as long as I stayed quiet in my room, I didn't have to go to sleep. This is how I acquired a love of reading late into the night.
We have a no waking Mummy and Daddy before 7 rule (I say rule, if he needs us it's fine, if he wants snuggles, it's fine, we're just not having loud games, etc). Found out he wakes around 6.30 and reads for half an hour. I feel so utterly proud (and have told him)
Probably wanted a little down time or should I say up time since it is morning for himself before started the day with the kids.
Load More Replies...Once one becomes a parent, the reason for these types of rules become very clear. At some point, kids need to go to bed so the adults can have 30 minutes of quiet.
Kids getting enough sleep, adults getting some rest. It's not a strict rule in our home, but we usually put the kids to sleep around 8-9pm. There was a period when they were going to bed later and they were always tired even though they have got the same amount of sleep.
My father installed a tetherball game in our back yard. We weren't allowed to play it because we would ruin the grass. It hung there for years and we just stared at it from the porch.
To make it look good, I guess, not for the children to play with it (which is really stupid)
Load More Replies...Lawns are far more important than children and their well-being.
Yeah. This kind of thing was my normal as a kid. My "parents" bought me a bicycle then wouldn't let me ride it out of the yard. The stepdad actually told me he'd chop it up with an axe if I went into the road on it. It sat unused until they gave it away.
There used to be a small toy, looking like an octopus. Hook to garden hose, would bounce around for play. Every time I played it he was "turn it off. You'll run the well dry.
My dad wouldn't let me wear studded belts because "that's what strippers wear"
I've never heard of a stripper wearing a belt but whatever.
my mom has gotten after me for wearing jeans that are too ripped, fishnet gloves, belt chains, moderately heavy eyeliner, short shorts, flannel shirts, tank tops, too much black, etc.
It seems every generation has an issue with what the younger generation wears.
Not me but my friend’s parents didn’t allow Adidas because they were told it stands for “all day I dream about sex”.
That would be Itdgtvs (Ich träume den ganzen Tag von Séx) because Adidas is German.
Yeah, but try using logic on the church-moms that spread this horseshit.
Load More Replies...Adolf Dassler. Not a popular given name in Germany after WWII. Hence the nickname.
Load More Replies...Same logic as not listening to KISS because it stood for kids in Satan's service.
Why I couldn't shave or wear deodorant until after I graduated high school. Seriously, wtf?
That's borderline abuse. What if you sweat after sports. Did they want you to reek? Isolate you from your peers? How cruel...
Middle school bodies burst with stink without even having to sweat hard Kids are mean enough to each other with giving them fuel Why would they put you through that?? I hope the parents at least gave you alternatives
Load More Replies...OMG the body hair rule was something enforced in schools in my country back when I was a student (I don’t know if it’s still around). My school was pretty lax cause it was a private one but in government run schools apparently girls were punished if they had their legs (or arms) shaved! Such a weird rule! There’s nothing wrong with body hair but it should be one’s own choice if they want to shave or not.
My mum practically threw deodorant and a razor at me when puberty hit!!
I wasn't allowed to shave either, but I bought disposables and shredded my skin just fine by myself.
I used dads " safetty" razor. Have the scar on my shin.
Load More Replies...I have almost no body hair, and as an adolescent I wanted SO BADLY to be grown up, I thought shaving my legs would bring me one step closer to being like the older, cooler, more sophisticated girls. I would use my sisters’ razors; desperately shaving my bare legs because I believed that old chestnut about how if you shaved the hair would grow back thicker. It never did; I never became one of the cool girls, which I 100% blame on my lack of leg hair.
When puberty hits, your sweat turns stinky. Shaving is an aesthetic question, but for the sake of everyone around, LET YOUR TEENS WEAR DEODORANT!
I wasn't allowed to wear headphones/listen to music in the house.
Edit: my mother's reasoning was that it was a sign of depression and she "didn't want to see it".
Ah yes, keep your child from having depression by making their life depressing. Checks out.
That's why I don't look in the mirror. If I can't see myself and my depression it just goes away! ...wait, no, that's not right.
Same, I'm sure that I would be far more depressed than I am now if I didn't have music
Load More Replies...Anything that blocked off the sound of this mother would be a cure, not a cause, for depression.
Mine wishes she did this. When I found a song I really liked I'd play it relentlessly. I've made her hate some good songs.
Gee I just thought it was so you could listen at volumes other house members might not want to deal with. So where were you allowed to listen to music?
Actually music helps alleviate depression and a whole load of other unpleasant disorders/illnesses.
My mom prohibited using the washing machine between Christmas and New Years, she believed it would bring death in the family in the following year. Never made sense in any way, just a superstition. When I finally moved out it was a really big deal for me to finally be able to wash my clothes in that time period. And as expected, my family was fine the year after.
Maybe Mom had enough work to do over that period without adding to it!
Lol right? "One more thing and I'm taking someone out, NO LAUNDRY!"
Load More Replies...This is reminiscent of a superstitious tradition in Germany around Easter time. Maybe some Catholics in the south still believe it. Doing laundry in Easter week is absolutely frowned upon and there's an old farming tradition that nothing should be planted then either or it will die.
Actually, there used to be a superstition about the demons roaming around between Christmas and Epiphany.
Load More Replies...My mother says you're not supposed to do laundry on Sunday, Easter, Christmas and several more special days from the eastern Orthodox calendar. The reason - the dirty water is going to the Cross of Christ. Also almost no work on these days - she didn't even want to vacuum the kitchen floor the last time (with 3 kids at home you MUST vacuum after each meal). I believe in God, but I don't find the reasons real. I try to have my Sunday for God and family and do as little house work as possible.
Sorry my husband and I are wondering why you'd want food in your vacuum, we use a broom.
Load More Replies...I freely admit, I'm the dark SOB who expected the story to end "and my mother passed the following year". I'm sorry for how I am >_>
I was like omg what if someone died...then you would feel the fool wouldn't you
Load More Replies...My father always preached about never leaving the dryer running when I wasn't home. Dryer lint is the most flammable thing in your house. I had shirts in the dryer running when I started to leave just this morning. I could hear my father in my ear saying this very thing. I turned it off before I left. I couldn't do it. My dad may haunt me!
Maybe your parents were so busy that time of year that they made of a fairy-tale to avoid laundry?
Mom never let us use the washing machine because its mechanism was so delicate that it was "hanging by a thread". When we sold the house thirty-seven years later, it was still hanging by that thread - and still may be to this day.
That's some old germanic tradition. Our pagan ancestors believed, that this are the nights Odin/Wodan and his WildHunt ride through the villages (think of Disney's Night on Bald Mountain) And you realky don't want an evil spirit in your laundry during winter solstice
I wasn’t allowed to watch any type of TV. I’m talking no movies even Disney movies, cable, anything etc. I had to secretly watch x files with my dad on the weekend when she didn’t know. Yet my mum let me play video games? I still don’t get that one.
I dated a guy for about 10 minutes back in High School and the big thing everyone wanted for Christmas that year was an Atari game system (yes, I'm old.) His dad got one for HIMSELF and would not let the kids play it. Even went so far as to lock it up when he wasn't using it. He even laughed and gloated about it. Weird family.
That's my guess. Video games at least help develop critical thinking and hand-eye coordination much more than TV
Load More Replies...she might have thought you had an issue with hand eye coordination depending on the games. A study from mayo clinic showed that if a child with poor hand eye coordination played video games similar to that of Mario 64 or mortal Kombat then it helps because of how many different hand movements the player makes all while looking at the game image and not the contoller
I wasn't allowed to watch cartoons because they really freaked out my sister. Terrified her for some reason. So I had to sneak over to friend's houses to get my Scooby Doo fix.
Any birthday gifts I received from friends or family needed to be split up evenly between me and my siblings because I was the oldest. While still wrapped my mom would evenly distribute them between the three of us.
Wow. How to Build Resentment Between Siblings ~ by StUpId PaReNtS
and the eight year old ends up getting clothes in your size and a stick of deodorant
I only have one sibling (younger sister). On birthdays, espically when we were younger, the other sibling would get one present. For example, when it was my birthday, I would get gifts, then there would be a gift for me and my sister that we would both open. It was usually a matching purse or bracelet. The attention was on the birthday kid, but the other still got a matching gift.
I have two young nephews, and when it’s one of their birthdays I usually get something small for the other so they don’t feel left out.
Load More Replies...NO! That's some lazy parenting. She didn't want to teach the younger ones they don't always get presents. She didn't do that with their presents too did she.
My mom regularly shot down my "can I do XYZ with friends" plans because "family time". Like I pretty much NEVER got to hang out with friends after school or on weekends because "family time". Except my parents couldn't stand being in the same room so said "family time" was either me silently watching tv with one parent or just hiding out in my room. And relatives still ask why I'm so introverted and anti-social.
We had our own living room and weren't allowed in the 'front' room. This only started when I was 12, when we moved to a slightly bigger house (similar size but had 2 reception rooms instead of 1). It changed the dynamics of the relationship with our parents. Don't recommend it. I spent most of my time around my friends homes/out & about or in my bedroom. I rarely went in 'our' living room.
We had "family time." It was stepmom choosing which television shows we were all required to sit and watch for two hours every evening. Her kids could make requests. Mine were rejected outright and if my dad questioned why the ones I wanted to watch were rejected (often because he wanted to watch those ones, too) she made up some dumb reason why the show was somehow bad for the kids to watch. "Family time" was just a power trip for stepmom.
Glad my childhood was balanced with friends and family time here in Canada
One of my good friends from high school had a "family time" thing in her house too. Only it didn't mean that the family was going to actually spend time together, it just meant that all the members of the family were in the house at the same time. There was a large age gap between my friend and her two youngest siblings and her parents often dumped them on my friend so I assume that sometimes "family time" meant it was time for my friend to take over as the parent.
I wasnt allowed to see my friends at Christmas because it was for family only. This rule got blatently violated by Dad after Mom died when he spent Xmas at his gf's house and left me alone every Xmas afterwards because he couldnt stand to be in the house with me at that time because it reminded him of his dead wife but the house rule stood: No friends over Xmas. I've been alone at this time ever since(He passed in 2015, Mom 2009). No tree, no lights, no special food, no presents, no tinsel, nothing but darkness. I just treat it as one day out of three where the shops aren''t open. New year was the same. Most of the time, I didnt see him til mid Jan but by that time I just didnt care anymore.
My mother had three boys in three years. We could conduct Satanic masses as long as we got out of the house to do it.
Abuse is what this is called. Kids need social Interaction with their peers.
I wasn't allowed to shower until my homework was done. But I also wasn't allowed to shower past 7pm. So between getting home from school, homework, eating dinner etc...
"When we have guests over you either sit down quietly or go upstairs. Adults aren't here for you. Don't talk to them."
I still can't comprehend not allowing your children to have a conversation with your friends.
In our household we were allowed to interact but not interrupt. If directly addressed or there was a pause in the conversation we could speak pretty freely
Load More Replies...Yup. I was told, "Shut up, the adults are talking!" so much that I couldn't hold a normal conversation until I was in my 30s. I bet they still wonder why I went NC.
I was only allowed to talk to adult visitors if they asked me a question.
If you don't want your children to talk to the guests, strongly encourage them to talk to the guests.
This. I was the 'trophy' child - literally adopted just to fill the role of 'our little girl' who was dressed pretty, sat in a chair and told to not move or speak during the parents social affairs.
I can understand that even though our kids are staying with the adults for a while and they can talk to anyone. That's the way to send your kids to play, because they won't stay and be quiet, that's boring 😀
Oh I remember this. During a dinner party I would be sent to my room and not allowed downstairs again til the next day so my *weirdness* wouldnt frighten away Dad's friends but often I had to be sneaked down to help Mom to bed because she'd pass out at the dinner table around 9pm due to her Epilesy meds.
Yes, this was common when I was growing up ( 50s - 60s ). " Children are meant to be seen, not heard " It was considered to be uncouth or precocious ... tut, tut .
When I was 11 I wasn’t allowed to buy a black bathing suit. No reason given. When I was 12 and bathing suit shopping, Mother suggested this black one. I said I’d try it but asked when the “no black bathing suit” rule changed, and she denied there had ever been such a rule. So I guess she couldn‘t understand the rule either even though it was her rule.
Hmm...maybe it was a particular black bathing suit you weren't allowed and there was some miscommunication or your mum took the easy way out and said it was the colour?
That makes sense, it's easier to say that she does not like the color then the swimming suit itself, the mother probably does not even remember that.
Load More Replies...This. Everyone's giving benefit of the doubt. There were so many inconsistent rules that never were, based on what last week's sermon was.
Load More Replies...Maybe the black suit was too expensive. My mom used to make up a bunch of crazy rules and reasons about stuff I couldn't have just to avoid saying that she couldn't afford it.
My mom wouldn't let us wear black in general. It "wasn't for children."
Me neither "black isn't suitable for little girls" (when I was mid teens and black was hugely fashionable)
Load More Replies...My mum used to say "black is not an appropriate colour for a little girl" so she always bought navy blue. I'm 48 and still hate navy blue
One possible reason is that they had one and the colours ran when it was washed.
I thought that only happened with cotton?
Load More Replies...TBH, I prefer black all-in-ones. For a start, they are guaranteed not to turn opaque when wet. I made the mistake of buying a black & white one for one of my holidays to Portugal, and the white went transparent in the shared pool. It was 23 ATT, and I still twitch with embarrassment when I think about it 39 years later. I'd gone with a group of colleagues from work... 😳
I think you meant would stay opaque. I know how brains and fingers can be disconnected when typing.
Load More Replies...My mom made me wear my underwear under my bathing suit when I was a kid,
this might've been because it would be hard to spot you if your were drowning, and out in the ocean, but im not sure she could just be controlling
If you asked to do something the answer was always no. if you didnt ask it was 95% of the time allowed with maybe a few questions.
And they wonder why kids do things behind their back. There has to be give on both sides.
I was always told "no, for asking" whatever it was. Just teaches your kids their needs are not considered important.
I have always been extremely nearsighted and wore glasses since the first grade (1950s). Later, I wanted to get contact lenses since my glasses were like soda bottle bottoms. My mother said no because they would make me go blind. She wanted me to keep wearing the ugly glasses she picked out. I worked full time in community college, saved my money and went to an eye doctor to get contacts. I didn't tell my parents until after I got used to them (the old ones were painful for a while.) I was so happy and looked so much better.
My mother wouldn't let me do anything or go anywhere. It got to the point that I didn't ask. I told her where I would be and when I would be home. She wasn't happy about it, but didn't stop me. Dad was just fine with it as long as I was not doing anything dangerous or too stupid.
My mom was extremely wary of anything related to magic. She wouldn’t allow us to have cats because she thought they were evil. One time my cousin got me a history of magic book for Christmas-confiscated and never seen again. I tried to sneak and play DnD in high school, she found out and banned me from the after school club. She’s not religious or anything, she just doesn’t think it’s a good idea to mess with magic.
My mom was like this for religious reasons. She once had a bottle of “The Wizard’s Worcestershire Sauce” and took an Exacto knife to remove everywhere the word “wizard” appeared on the bottle. (1. Come on…it’s sauce, not a seance. 2. Why not remove the whole label or pour into another bottle? So many unanswered questions…maybe I’ll buy a bottle, and the wizard can help me contact her in the great beyond.)
I wonder what she might have thought about installation wizards...
Load More Replies...I often wonder how many kids, when adults, decide to NC with parents like this. We collect more mental scars as kids than adults. :-(
Awww those little toe beans! ♥ I honestly can't fathom why people think cats are evil, especially in this day and age...
Thanks for the flashback of my mother freaking out on me when I borrowed a friend's Vampire the Masquerade books in the early 2000s
True story, my sister was super scared of the Ouija board. I finally convinced her once to use the board when we were teens and home alone. Just as we got started, a bat flew out of our fireplace! LOL! I thought it was funny, but she freaked out. Getting the bat safely out of the house was another fiasco.
I don't know why, but bats are not good at finding open doors.
Load More Replies...Any person who believes cats are evil is an imbecile. I accept people may not like certain animals, but animals are not evil. The only evil creature on Earth are human beings.
My mother arbitrarily declared that I couldn’t wear shorts unless it was 75°F (24C) outside. Still makes me mad when I think about it.
As a mother I get this. She wanted to make sure you don't get cold. Yes, from a certain age on that should be solely your problem. I hope she she made it your own responsibility at some point.
I can understand setting a limit for little children at something like 12C, but 24C is just ridiculous.
Load More Replies...My mom would send Dad out after us. What he would actually say way, "Put a sweater on. Your mother is cold."
Scotland 1950s-70s: it was normal for boys to wear shorts all the time, even in the famously cold winter of 62-63. Our school uniform included shorts, but we were 'allowed' to wear long trousers when we reached Form 3 (around 15yoa), but if you were 'advanced' you could wear them before that. Slightly before my time, but one of our neighbours insisted his sons wore shorts until they were at least 16.
My SIL lives in shorts year round - we live in the UK, btw, lol. His mum says he did so as a kid (except at school, sans P.E.). Must be hot-blooded. I had to get to menopause age to be able to ignore the cold, 😂
My mother had this rule - when we were in elementary school. After that, we figured it out on our own.
It was 60° F at my house. It think my mom did that just so there wasn’t a battle in the middle of winter on wearing shorts when I was young. We’d watch the weather the night before and if it wasn’t over 60 I knew not to even try.
Had a first grade teacher who decided for the whole class when it was hot enough for shorts, no matter what the parents said. Also decided when it was cold enough for long pants.
I get the temperature rule. Ours was Easter. Shorts were allowed after Easter. Nevermind that our state might get to 80*F before Easter or have a frost after.
My grandma didn't like me watching TV while I was on my bed. Why did you put a TV in my bedroom then.
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Load More Replies...Exactly, that makes no sense. Just like the post above about putting in a tetherball and not letting the kids play with it because it would damage the grass???
My best guess, they were most likely young when they visited Grandma's place. Grandma probably didn't want the child to stay up all night watching t.v. I was probably more of a convenience for adult guests.
(I hate typing in this small window) Correction: *It was...
Load More Replies..."Yuck" was a bad word. Like, swear word bad, and I wasn't allowed to say it. Not because it was insulting to say about food someone had worked hard to prepare. No, it was bad because it rhymed with an actual swear word.
I wasn’t allowed to say “stupid,” “hate,” “cráp,” or “freak.” BP also doesn’t want me to say c**p, apparently
At the daycare, we'd sing "The Name Game" with each child's name in turn. All the kids would laugh when it was Marty's turn. (It's ok, Marty enjoyed it, and laughed just as much) Luckily, we never had a "Chuck".
Hmm. What are some other “bad words”? Luck, duck, truck, stuck, suck, tuck, buck, puck, muck…
When we went away for a week for a holiday my parents used to cover every mirror in the house in case lightening would be attracted to the mirror and come in through the closed window and strike it. No amount of me telling them this was rubbish would change their minds.
I mean, mirrors are quite likely to reflect the sun and start a fire, so covering them isn't that ridiculous. But no idea why that would be any different when you were away - except that there wouldn't be anyone around to notice.
I'm pretty sure "quite likely" is very much overstating the risk. "Outside chance in extremely specific circumstances" is probably closer. I've never known anyone to cover their mirrors and in almost half a century of life have never known anyone have a fire started by a mirror. I know you see the occasional story online, but still...
Load More Replies...But lightening wouldn't come through the closed window and strike the mirror while you were home?
That's funny. With land lines I was told to stay off the phone in a lightening storm. My SIL was on their land line when lightening hit their house and blew the phone off the wall - yes young people. phones were attached to walls. My husband said the phone was actually smoking.
You may have misunderstood the reasoning. Mirrors, particularly those which bevelled edges or mafnifiying mirrors, can cause fires with strong sunlight. Lightning was catered for by unplugging the television aerial, which was not entirely unfounded either.
Concave mirrors like a magnifying makeup mirror can be a fire hazard if the concave side is placed into direct sunlight. Not beveled.
Load More Replies...Lightning CAN come through a closed window. I've seen it happen right in front of me! Years ago, Reader's Digest had a story about how that can happen, warning people not to be near windows during lightning storms.
My Grandmother was the same, and during a storm you should try to always be touching something made of wood.
old, curved mirrors can focus sunlight. Glass bends slightly over the years. Bottles of water can start a fire. True.
My father was a doctor, I had to answer the phone “Doctor XYZ residence u/Jesture4 speaking.” I can’t tell you how many times people would just talking about all their medical problems and I’d have to remind them, “this is his residence”.
"That's really interesting about how you accidentally sat on that candle, Mr. Burns, but please remember I am a child with no doctor/patient confidentiality boundaries."
We had to answer the phone similarly. "XYZ residence, Karen speaking." But it was because we were on a base because of my dad. Coming back to the States, we were always complimented on our phone manners, my first job ever was as a receptionist.
Same! I wonder who got the idea that was the best way for kids to answer the phone?
Load More Replies...That's how I learned to answer the phone because my father ran a business out of the house. It helped later I was often complimented on my phone skills.
The amazing Hugh Laurie apparently was a doctor’s son, and would not only answer the phone but sometimes even give medical advice. A real House in the making, but without the dark bits 🙃
Although my Dad was a music teacher, not a doctor, I also had a lot of phone conversations when I was a teenager where people would just start talking to "him" when I answered, because apparently we sounded the same over the phone. And this was before answering machines were really a thing, so I always had to answer the phone when he wasn't home.
We always used to answer ours with the name of the exchange and 5-digit phone number.
I was taught to pick up the landline by saying "Hello, you've reached XYZ residence, (me) speaking." No one ever called the landline, it was basically reserved for spam calls and my friends. If my friend called and I responded in a different way, I'd get a lecture.
my dad was an abdominal surgeon until he had a minor stroke (effected his hands) and then switched over to being a general practioner. i can relate. EVERY ONE in the neighborhood knew where the doctor lived!! want to know how many times we got called or people show up at our door with problems?
My father was definitely not a doctor but our number was really like the doctors so we were always getting calls from frantic patients at all hours. Some people refused to believe they had dialled wrong and that we were lying!!!! My mother gor our number changed eventually because she couldn't take the middle of the might calls from people who refused to believe they'd not called the doctor!!
I was born in 1993 and my younger brother in 1998. Neither of us were allowed to eat beef when we were growing up, until I’d say 2004/2005? My parents were super strict about this rule too, I live in the UK so most birthday parties around that time were hosted in the party bus at McDonald’s (still miss that bus!), and my parents would always tell the birthday child’s parents that we were not allowed to order a hamburger for our happy meal!
I remember one birthday party at McDonald’s I actually swapped my happy meal with another child who had a burger and on this particular occasion I had to leave early as we had some sort of family event right after it. My parents walked in whilst we were all eating and saw me eating this burger, and boy was I in trouble! I was told if it happened again I’d be banned from going to anymore birthday parties!
What made this rule silly is the fact that both of my parents ate beef!
Maybe because of mad cow disease that was going on in Britain in that period? In Croatia, people are still not allowed to donate blood or organs if they visited Britain in that time frame for longer than a month.
BSE and there were fears that it could affect developing brains in children more than adults.
Load More Replies...Bovine spongiform encephalopathy in cattle/cows. BSE... AKA Mad Cow Disease, which could lead to Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease in humans. Their parents were maybe being overprotective? But at the same time? It was understandable that they were because of the fears at the time.
Mad Cow disease. One of my sister's still doesn't eat beef. I actually know someone who died from Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease (piron disease). The doctors believed she developed it spontaneously; it was horrible.
Im not allowed beef because of religious reasons but neither can my mum and my dad only eaty it once a yr max and he makes sure to wash him hamds n make sure my mum doesn't kiss him etc
I believe there were legitimate fears behind this rule, and I had a similar rule for my children till they got older as MCD's suffered several cases of bad food (beef) which led to the deaths of young children who couldn't fight off the food poisonings.
BSE doesn't (and didn't) cause food poisoning. It's a disease that affects the central nervous system (the brain and spinal cord). It usually takes years to progress to the stage where symptoms are visible, though a small number of people became sick more rapidly. Symptoms include changes in personality (including depression), memory issues and cognitive impairment, loss of coordination and balance, etc. There's still some who expect a surge in the númber of cases in coming years, as those infected in the 80s and 90s begin to show symptoms, and this is why Britain was unable to export beef and why, as some have mentioned, some countries still won't allow brits to donate blood. Food poisoning, as unfortunate as it is, has nothing to do with bovine spongiform encephalitis, or creuzfeldt-jakob disease as it's known in humans.
Load More Replies...My mom refuses to use the dishwasher or let anyone use it till this day because she believes it uses up significantly more water than traditionally cleaning dishes in the sink. I'm pretty sure she's wrong but she swears by it. She's pretty old school though.
With a two-sink, we would fill up one with soapy water, and very hot clean water in the other. The amount of water used was much less than a dishwasher. We didn't have one until the 80s (UK), and after a while, my mom rarely used it, lol. She said it was easier to just wash up saucepans/prep stuff along the way when cooking, and that it was quicker to wash the plates/cutlery afterwards. PS: I add (UK) due to BP being mainly USA-oriented (not complaining, btw), so sorry if it’s annoying)
Not a rule in my house, but my grandmother refused to use the electric sink garbage disposal in her house because she was afraid that it would break. Okaaaay, and if it broke, what, you wouldn’t be able to use it then?
Hand washing of dishes uses something like 5 times as much water as a dishwasher.
For sure. I bought one of those little counter top dishwashers, it uses like 4 quarts of water per load. Lots less than hand washing.
Load More Replies...I've heard claims of that dishwasher detergent would ruin your internal organs - not because of ingesting it, it's a base, but actually because it's supposed to leave traces in the tableware. To this day, certain people claim that a local coroner could tell from the corpse whether they had a dishwashing machine at home or not. I doubt this really was the case, but the story is still making rounds.
Reminds me of when my brother would not flush the toilet because he thought he was "wasting water".
It's been proven that hand washing dishes is significantly less hygienic than using a dishwasher and uses less water
My mom gets disgusted by the fact that I wash the cat's dishes in the dishwasher and she told me instead to wash them by hand with the same sponge I use for our dishes like that's more hygienic
Load More Replies...She's got it all backwards. Dishwashers are MORE water-efficient than hand-washing the dishes, particularly if you let the tap run while you scrub the plates by hand.
That was true when dishwashers were a new thing, but they've been working on it for the last 60 years.
I wasn't allowed to have a hula hoop. It still baffles me.
Hula hoops were first popular back when half the adults in the country were screaming about Elvis Presley perverting kids with all of his hip "gyrations." Bet it stemmed from that.
The hula hoop is actually banned in a Far East country (forgot which one) because of the movement of the hips.
I wasn't allowed to take our dog for a walk outside of his scheduled walk time.
That's probably about maintaining a dogs routine. My dogs (4 at the moment) know my routine and it affects their behavior. If I'm not out of bed by 6 they know I'm not working that day and a ride to the store for morning caffeine is in order. If for some reason I have errands that I can't take them on or just don't go, on those days they get pretty stressed
I never understood why I couldn't say the word " lie" parents are deceased and I still don't get it.
My dad had a rule that you had to have concrete proof that something is false before you could call it a lie, because calling a person a liar is rude. Something similar?
How did that work? If your sibling (assuming you have a sibling) did something (eg. broke a vase) but said you did it, and you knew you didn’t do it but couldn’t prove it, and no one but your sibling could’ve done it, would you be able to tell your dad that your sibling was lying? Or would you get in trouble for something you didn’t do?
Load More Replies...Idk. My mom hasa fit when people use lay instead of the proper lie. Lay down/v lie down. 🙄
I wanted to lay down a few bottles of wine, but I drank them instead.
Load More Replies...We weren't allowed to either, we could only say fib, also weren't allowed to say belly only tummy. we were told it was more polite. When I was older I asked my mother why and her answer was that was how she had been brought up. She did agree it wasn't logical but some habits are ingrained in us and are hard to break. I still find belly difficult to say although I've no problem with saying lies or liar.
Honor societies, and Islam is one, regard "liar" as a deadly insult. America, the opposite.
No backwards caps unless we were camping.
There's a group of baseball catchers at the door who would like to speak with you.
Load More Replies...As a Brit I would love to know where you can purchase one of these baseball caps with the peak on the back. Over here we only seem to have the peak on the front variety. 🤭🇬🇧
For me, it's "No backwards caps unless you're the catcher or home plate umpire."
Camping would be one time I would insist hats were the right way, much easier to get burnt out in the sun all day.
No drinking soda from a can, get a glass and pour it into that. My Mum would mysteriously say it was something "only common people do". Years later I asked her and she just replied "It *is* common". I *think* she is figuring it's like people drinking from beer cans and in her mind that is socially unacceptable.
At least in Latin America, it can be frowned upon because of supposed rat pee contamination on the cans. Maybe true once in a rare while but I doubt very often.
Anyone using "common" (in the UK) is working from a largely-unwritten rulesheet that was used by lower class people to try and show that they were actually higher class than their actual peers. Think Hyacinth Bucket ("It's pronounced Bouquet") on Keeping up Appearances. "Manners" were stringly impressed on us as kids, including things like elbows on tables and proper use of knife and fork, which TBH I think are good things. I guess the brainwashing worked.
She's talking about how only socially lower classes would drink from a can. Probably would get upset if you were seen eating a snack on the street. Only 'common' people (those not of a high social class) would be seen eating on the street. Higher-class people eat at a table or at a proper setting, not grabbing food on the run.
Serving only common people do? Lol! Probably said by a person who is a commoner.
my parents did this because in my mom's province growing up, someone had put rat poison in a warehouse with cans of soda, and some got on to a case of cans, and a lot of people got sick/1 passed. she made us clean the can top and pour it out into a cup.
When I was in college in Cuernavaca, MX I drank a Diet Coke that had been sitting in an ice filled cooler. Obviously, the ice was not made using boiled water & I got a HORRENDOUS case of Montezuma's Revenge. I lost almost an entire week of classes. In NYC, almost everyone uses a straw in their canned drinks or pours them into a glass. There are legitimate reasons. Never heard it was "common" though.
Highly advisable if you have a drink outside...a bee/wasp might have gotten in and you will suffocate when your throat is swollen (after being stung). That's what I grew up with...just no soda from can, because of the environment ;)
Don't sing at the dinner table. You could sing "Happy Birthday" if it was actually someone's birthday and a cake with lit candles was present. Any other time, NO SINGING AT THE TABLE!
My wife and I actually have that rule for our kids. They both love singing and in general, we love to hear it, but it would be 24/7 singing if we didn’t set some boundaries and dinner time is about the only halfway peaceful time of day. Granted, if one of them is practicing a new song, we might let them belt out a round at the table.
I have no issue with this. Why on earth would anyone be singing at the dinner table?
The singing ban includes: humming a bar, mindlessly singing a jingle that was just on the TV, do-do-de-dooing of any kind. We're not talking performing an operetta. Meanwhile my father would whistle at the table...
A) I didn't even know singing at the table was a thing. B) You're TOTALLY allowed to sing at my table.
We weren't allowed to talk. The only exception was to ask for the salt or something similar. No leaving the table until the most senior person decided so, fully dressed with men having a fresh shave (unless you had a decent beard), etc.
Mealtimes are supposed to be a social occasion. "No talking with your mouth full" makes sense, however.
Load More Replies...My kids were not allowed to sing in the house. None of them got the Frank Sinatra gene.
We were allowed to wear shoes in the bathroom but no where else in the house. To get to the bathroom you had to walk in through the front door, through the kitchen, through the living room and then through my bedroom (all of which were off limit areas for shoes, which I do understand and still implement in my house unless you're a guest that's leaving quickly). I can't count the number of times I'd be standing in front of the bathroom mirror getting ready to leave with shoes on and the second I walked into my bedroom, she'd yell at me to take my shoes off. Really f*****g weird and makes her sound crazy lol. I guess she kind of was but normally in a fun way.
We just have specific indoor slippers/crocs. Have extras for guests too. Outdoor shoes have to come off by the front door.
That only works if you know everyone's shoe size though
Load More Replies...Maybe because the bathroom isn't carpeted so it's easier to clean?
Shoes in the house are unhygienic. Wear slippers if you want something on your feet. I live in Canada and you take your shoes off when you enter someone’s home.
We have a mat by the front door for "outside" shoes, but I have never once insisted people take their shoes off (we're in the US and have hardwood floors). A lot of people will, when they see out shoes. But, the only person who consistently took his shoes off was our old landlord. He loved how well we maintained his property, so it was a sign of respect from him.
I've thought about the no shoes in the house rule but I wouldn't be able to follow it so it'd be dumb to expect my kids to follow it.
We NEVER wore shoes in the house. Of course, we did live on a working ranch.
Turn the light off. I was grounded several times growing up because I didn't turn the light off because the bill would be sooooo much higher and then I found out how much it cost. 10 cents if I left the bathroom light on. I started leaving dimes next to the lights I left on. F**k you step dad, you worked in the pentagon. You can afford it.
Wow your parents sound so unreasonable /s. "please don't waste money and energy" "F**k you!"
They weren't saying "please don't waste energy", they were grounding OP for it, which makes them àssholes
Load More Replies...My stepsons are constantly leaving the lights on despite my husband repeatedly telling them not to and it's beyond infuriating. They're not little children either, they're 14 and 18.
I need more context here, my mom until this day is like that, but in my case is, I have my room's light on, go to the kitchen to refill my water bottle and when I come back, lights out. We live in a very small apartment, she can hear me refilling my bottle, but no, too much energy for those 2 minutes (also in the country I live, the energy used to turn the light back on costs more money than leaving it on for those 2 minutes. I've explained this to her, but anyways always come back to a dark room
I've two rules in my home as an adult... 1 - Turn off any light that you're not using if you're not the one paying or you're not contributing towards the bills. 2 - Please Remove Your Shoes At The Front Door. I've slippers you can wear inside.... Rule 1 because of how much electricity has gone up in the past few years. Rule 2 because I'm disabled and if I fall or get stuck on the floor for whatever reason? I'm shuffling on the floor through all the muck and dirt plus much worse that you've tracked in via your shoes from the city centre streets.
I grew up with the exact opposite rule, dad had bad eyesight so every light had 100 watt bulds and all were turned on at night.
It's just our soft can-opener, but she thinks we're going to stay off the counters just because she says so! I mean, the audacity! We already let her live in our house. Who is she, to tell us not to be on our own counters?
I don't know why you get downvoted for leaving comments from your cats! This is a completely reasonable complaint for a cat to give I mean how dare you try to control wether or not they can climb on counters
Load More Replies...I was not allowed to use sunscreen. To this day, firmly in my middle age, I feel like I'll get in trouble when I put on sunscreen. Your guess as to the reasoning is as good as mine, from what I remember my mother said she got burned as a kid and it toughened her up, so the same could happen to me.
As someone who has had 2 possible skin cancers cut out before 35 wear sunscreen. For the love of God.
Load More Replies...I wasn't allowed to have any sanitary products visible at any time. They had to be hidden in a cupboard at all times. Used pads had to be hidden, either wrapped up in toilet paper and put in a small container in the cupboard or wrapped and hidden in the rubbish deep down. No one was allowed to know you had a period.
I could have easily helped with that as I used to pass out so quite literally everyone knew. 😅
Load More Replies...When I was a kid we were only allowed to play 2 games: uno and monopoly. Also we were not allowed to buy any properties on the first row of the monopoly board because "that's where all the hookers and junkies live". My mother was a very strange person.
growing up my parents would have dinner parties that began w/a 'cocktail hour' starting around 6pm. prior to that time we kids had to be bathed, eat dinner, do homework if any, & then stay in the back of the house. their bedroom had a t.v. so we could watch quietly. when everyone had arrived we were allowed to come in & say hello then disappear. mom would come & check in about every hour. she usually spent the entire day prepping for the party, including making these delish poo-poos/appetizers & threatened us w/harm if we sneaked any but during her check ins she would bring up little bites for snacks. we actually started to look forward to her dinner parties because we got to stay up late, eat special snacks,
No peace signs. You know, the circle with lines like you see at https://stock.adobe.com/search?k=peace+emoji. Someone told my mom that it was an upside down cross, so it was banned from our house. Ironic, because shortly after that happened I started junior high school, where our mascot was a red devil. I was allowed to have a pretty satanic looking devil candle in my room.
I think that was the most ever-present symbol of my childhood (along with rainbows, though I didn't know the significance of that at the time - the 1980s were weird)... The peace symbol is/was really the CND symbol, made from the semaphore symbols for N for Nuclear and D for Disarmament, and also representing a human figure. Not an upside-down cross for sure, but CND was pretty much the closest thing to a church in my life growing up!
Load More Replies...We weren't allowed to watch the Simpsons but my brother got to watch Austin Powers. To this day I still have not figured this one
We wouldn't watch Austen Powers, but we were banned from Simpsons too. Pretty valid reasons though. First because I had nightmares after watching the itchy and scratchy world episode. After about six years we were allowed again, until my sister (nine years younger so not present the first time) tried choking my brother like Bart does.
Load More Replies...My sister and I weren't allowed to cut grass or even be in the yard when my dad cut it. He didn't let my brother either but he was able to before we were. I cut grass the first time at 28, even though my dad chain-locked the lawnmower to my back deck. He said he'd come do it. At knee height, I decided to cut the grass myself. Had a friend with bolt cutters let the mower out. And I cut away--after a bit of trial and error trying to get to start it and maneuver it (push mower) it back and forth. Boy did I ever get in trouble with my dad!! We also couldn't go to a new movie theater nearby because it was built in the landing path of an airport, a small city airport with not much traffic then. A plane might crash on the theatre. Funny thing is, after my father passed and many years after the they're closed down, a plane did crash across the street from said theatre. Wish he had been alive to see it to have scolded me once more. scolded me again f
...for it one last time. Guess I had too many characters?
Load More Replies...It's just our soft can-opener, but she thinks we're going to stay off the counters just because she says so! I mean, the audacity! We already let her live in our house. Who is she, to tell us not to be on our own counters?
I don't know why you get downvoted for leaving comments from your cats! This is a completely reasonable complaint for a cat to give I mean how dare you try to control wether or not they can climb on counters
Load More Replies...I was not allowed to use sunscreen. To this day, firmly in my middle age, I feel like I'll get in trouble when I put on sunscreen. Your guess as to the reasoning is as good as mine, from what I remember my mother said she got burned as a kid and it toughened her up, so the same could happen to me.
As someone who has had 2 possible skin cancers cut out before 35 wear sunscreen. For the love of God.
Load More Replies...I wasn't allowed to have any sanitary products visible at any time. They had to be hidden in a cupboard at all times. Used pads had to be hidden, either wrapped up in toilet paper and put in a small container in the cupboard or wrapped and hidden in the rubbish deep down. No one was allowed to know you had a period.
I could have easily helped with that as I used to pass out so quite literally everyone knew. 😅
Load More Replies...When I was a kid we were only allowed to play 2 games: uno and monopoly. Also we were not allowed to buy any properties on the first row of the monopoly board because "that's where all the hookers and junkies live". My mother was a very strange person.
growing up my parents would have dinner parties that began w/a 'cocktail hour' starting around 6pm. prior to that time we kids had to be bathed, eat dinner, do homework if any, & then stay in the back of the house. their bedroom had a t.v. so we could watch quietly. when everyone had arrived we were allowed to come in & say hello then disappear. mom would come & check in about every hour. she usually spent the entire day prepping for the party, including making these delish poo-poos/appetizers & threatened us w/harm if we sneaked any but during her check ins she would bring up little bites for snacks. we actually started to look forward to her dinner parties because we got to stay up late, eat special snacks,
No peace signs. You know, the circle with lines like you see at https://stock.adobe.com/search?k=peace+emoji. Someone told my mom that it was an upside down cross, so it was banned from our house. Ironic, because shortly after that happened I started junior high school, where our mascot was a red devil. I was allowed to have a pretty satanic looking devil candle in my room.
I think that was the most ever-present symbol of my childhood (along with rainbows, though I didn't know the significance of that at the time - the 1980s were weird)... The peace symbol is/was really the CND symbol, made from the semaphore symbols for N for Nuclear and D for Disarmament, and also representing a human figure. Not an upside-down cross for sure, but CND was pretty much the closest thing to a church in my life growing up!
Load More Replies...We weren't allowed to watch the Simpsons but my brother got to watch Austin Powers. To this day I still have not figured this one
We wouldn't watch Austen Powers, but we were banned from Simpsons too. Pretty valid reasons though. First because I had nightmares after watching the itchy and scratchy world episode. After about six years we were allowed again, until my sister (nine years younger so not present the first time) tried choking my brother like Bart does.
Load More Replies...My sister and I weren't allowed to cut grass or even be in the yard when my dad cut it. He didn't let my brother either but he was able to before we were. I cut grass the first time at 28, even though my dad chain-locked the lawnmower to my back deck. He said he'd come do it. At knee height, I decided to cut the grass myself. Had a friend with bolt cutters let the mower out. And I cut away--after a bit of trial and error trying to get to start it and maneuver it (push mower) it back and forth. Boy did I ever get in trouble with my dad!! We also couldn't go to a new movie theater nearby because it was built in the landing path of an airport, a small city airport with not much traffic then. A plane might crash on the theatre. Funny thing is, after my father passed and many years after the they're closed down, a plane did crash across the street from said theatre. Wish he had been alive to see it to have scolded me once more. scolded me again f
...for it one last time. Guess I had too many characters?
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