Moms are from Yes, Dads are from No

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There's not always symbiosis between Moms and Dads when it comes to parenting. Whether it's styles ... or approaches ... or, you know, fundamental philosophies. It seems we ain't always speakin' the same language, ya dig? 

My husband thinks it's just us. That I just automatically oppose or defy or attempt to negate his general stance on things when it comes to dealing with our one and only bambino. It's like he assumes I'm disagreeing with him on certain opinions just for the sake of it. As if! It's just the way things are.

To underscore my claim that our situation is microcosmic of global  Ma versus Pa dissenting take on things, I called him into the room to witness it in action outside of our little abode.

The mother on one of my beloved "Real Housewives" shows was in the midst of counseling her 22-year-old son to focus on finding a key grad school as opposed to what his father had been yelling at him to do for the preceding several minutes: "GET A JOB!"

See, Kerry? It's an inherent maternal/paternal impasse, not our own, individual cold war. I personally blame John Gray, PhD, author of the 1992 phenonme-novel "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus." I mean, he totally set us up to be on opposite sides of the Mother/Father fence with that book, no?

For instance, Moms know that Dads eating foodstuffs bought expressly for their sons do so at their own peril. And we're talking grave danger here, people. #StopEatingKylesChips

Also, if I only have a $20 bill in my purse and both YOUR truck and HIS car need gas...guess who's getting the cashola? The kid. Every.Single.Time. What? He's a starving college student.

Then there's the whole leftover debate. First of all, and I blame MY generation for this, today's teens and 20-somethings don't do last night's dinner as a late night snack ... or today's lunch ... or tonight's supper. Or, like, ever again, you see.

As a result, Moms tend to warm up food they made the day before for Dads while simultaneously making something fresh for the offspring. Or even worse, springing for a Chick-Fil-A meal for the latter, instead. The younger version  usually sink their teeth into that toasty first bite of waffle fries as Dad douses dried-up dinner double-takes with duck sauce from the kid's Door Dash dump stash.  

Either way. Yes, the kids come first. Yes, the Moms let 'em get away with more stuff, typically. Yes, it's wrong. But will that change anything? Maybe. But not at Casa Kimerer, Capisce?

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