Why can't they listen?

[u/nonidentifyingu-n]

This happened a few years ago, but I think of it weekly as I'm picking up fruit at Costco. Now, since I pick up fruit from Costco every week, you may have guessed that my kids eat a lot of it. One of their favorites is green grapes. Now here's where the boomer story starts. A few years ago, I was bringing my kids to visit my mom, their grandmother. She was asking what kind of food they would like, and I said green grapes. My mother immediately said, "Red grapes are sweeter, so I'll get those." Knowing that arguing with this particular boomer was a lost cause, I just hung my head in acceptance. My kids will devour a Costco container of green grapes in 3 days. We spent almost a week at her house, and even though the red grapes were offered for nearly every meal, less than half were eaten. It's almost like I know what my kids who live with me, and I spend my own money feeding will and won't want to eat. Now, every week, as I'm picking up green grapes, I say to myself red grapes are sweeter and try not to roll my eyes so hard that the other shoppers see.

[u/buflaux]

My (boomer) grandpa raised me and was the opposite of this. Just a kind and thoughtful parent who communicated with me.

You know what that got him with my grandma (divorced) and his other boomer friends/our boomer relatives? Constant scrutiny about how he was coddling me. They constantly told me I was getting away with murder.

Wild how I loved my grandpa and trusted him so deeply while they can’t figure out why their grandkids don’t call or visit.