Truth. Although someone may be working on their heartfelt Feb nom.
Practice, practice, practice.
I could kind of go for my kids looking to give a **** what we think of them once in a while, though. Beats hearing how much better we could have done by them.
Yeah, it is weird the things your kids remember from childhood. You spend thousands of dollars over decades on experiences and goods, and they remember that one summer you promised them something minor and then they didn't get it. **** off with that **** and go mess up your own kids!