Are we becoming like our parents?
I remember coming home from school and my Mom would ask me about my Math test. She cared about how I did but she cared even more about whether I did better than the kid down the block. Whether I did better in school than the kid down the block and my friends was a common concern for my Mom while I was growing up. Are we already becoming way too concerned about the other kids like my Mom was?
ME: I heard you ran into Jane Doe. How is Baby Doe doing?
WIFEY: She said he is good. He apparently is really good at eating solid foods. She said he even eats chicken.
ME: Whatever, I bet Baby Doe can’t pull himself up like Zachary can.
WIFEY: Yeah, probably not.
ME: I bet Zachary can kick Baby’s Doe’s butt.