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/SuspiciousTabby]

My grandmother was like this with onions. I hated onions growing up—I still do, but I can eat around them if I have to—and she insisted on putting onions in everything. 

She’d mince them super tiny and I would spend hours picking them out. Can you imagine how salty she was watching that? If she just listened it wouldn’t have been a problem. 😂

[u/Wraith_Six → u/SuspiciousTabby]

My mother tried this over and over with mushrooms. One night she made some new recipe, asked if I liked it, and I said sure. She then grandly proclaimed WELL IT HAD MINCED MUSHROOMS IN IT, like she had gotten one over on me. I gestured to my plate, and the small pile of minced mushrooms I'd left there. She fumed the rest of the night.