I was thinking about the good ole days yesterday, but in a different way. I took 3 of my kids to a nearby town about 20-25 driving minutes away. we ate lunch at the house after church about 1:15 and it's now about 4:45 and we're on our way home. my 9 y/o starts to ask for something to eat because even though he ate a good meal 3.5 hours earlier, he's starving to death, begging and pleading for me to stop and get him something.
as we pass by numerous restaurants and fast food joints, I continue to tell him that he can wait until we get home for a snack because dinner is just around the corner. I could have easily stopped about anywhere and bought him something because I have the resources to do so, but thinking back to when I was his age, we almost never ate out like that. my best chance was a soda & some peanuts from a "convenience store".
Mind you that I'm 44, and I grew up in the age when all the fast food joints were exploding onto the scenes (I think McD's had only served millions then), but we didn't have the $ to afford them. if I ever asked, the answer was almost always NO, but I believe that I've conditioned my kids that it's OK to stop and get something to eat about anywhere, just by doing it over & over. now, if I say no, I'm doing them some kind of injustice by making them wait a few minutes until we get home where the cupboards are always full with just about anything they could want (unlike when I was a kid, and there were 1, or maybe 2 choices, and both required I make it, cause mom felt like we needed to know how to take care of ourselves and not depend on others).
I've heard this anecdote about the good ole days from an "old timer"
I remember the good ole days when a coke cost a dime and I couldn't buy one. now they're a buck and a half and I can buy all I want. What was so good about that?