• TrackinDaKraken@lemmy.world
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    19 days ago

    Old American here. My mom got us all up and made us breakfast, because she didn’t want us eating what we could make by ourselves--cereal was only for the weekends. After that, we were on our own to get dressed and get out the door. Starting in the first grade when I was still five for a couple of months, I walked to school with my older brother and sister till they went to a different school, and we all walked with kids from the neighborhood. No one walked alone.

    So, while I could have gotten up, made cereal, and gotten myself to school starting in first grade, I’m glad I didn’t need to. Because my mom loved me.

    Mom making breakfast ended when I started high school, but I was the last of four kids, and she was more than done with all of it by then.

    If my mom hadn’t made us breakfast, my sister probably would have, she loved doing that stuff. She also had her first kid when she was 22, and then had two more.

    I made my son breakfast (never cereal, always a hot breakfast) every school-day morning through 10th grade, when he said he wanted to do it himself. I didn’t mind doing it, but I’ve always been a morning person.