I Wish My Kids Could Have a 1980s Childhood Like Mine (and I’m Jealous of My Parents)

Not to date myself or anything, but I was born in 1977. And even though that now makes me well, practically a senior citizen, (look I’m still 40 until September! Oh wait, that’s old) I’m rather thrilled with that particular birth year because it also makes me a the proud owner of a 1980s childhood, which is something I would not trade for any other life experience. My childhood was pretty much the bee’s knees, and it makes me sad that  my kids are missing out on that carefree, fun, pre-internet kinda life. It ALSO makes me sad that I am missing out on the parenting experience my own parents had. Though not without its struggles, let’s just say pre-internet parenthood was a LOT easier, too. (Except for YouTube tutorials on how to do my kids’ math homework.. Those, I would not trade.)


Jenny Rapson
Jenny Rapson
Jenny is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor.

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