It's god damn bizarre how much of your own shitty childhood can get brought back to light and scrutinized by the simple act of uuuuhh being a decent parent yourself. Like when we plan to go do things the first thing on my mind is "how can we make sure the kid has a good time, what's going to be at this thing that he can do and enjoy" and if there's any money that needs to be spent I prioritize that
Then I remembered how going anywhere 'fun' with my parents was like the exact opposite lol we're gonna walk by all the fun stuff here because that's boring to the adults now sit here while mom drinks an overpriced bud light
