Viral Twitter thread proves we are our parents
You know that moment when you hear your mom or dad’s voice in your voice? It sneaks up on you, and all of a sudden you’re like, holy crap, I’ve literally become my parents. Well, you’re not alone. There’s currently a Twitter thread trending called #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents — and it’s the most relatable thing on the internet right now.
Now — before you proceed — make sure to pour one out for all those years of being cool, hip, and edgy. Even though you’re super neurotic, practical, and have a reasonable bedtime now, doesn’t mean you’re not living your best life possible. Dinner at 6pm every night is not boring, and also you’ll digest your food properly that way. So there.
First off, you now enjoy the simple things in life. It really doesn’t take a whole lot to make you giddy with joy.
Got a new stove and I’m like #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents pic.twitter.com/EN5O7qZkT7
— laney (@misslaneym) February 9, 2018
I get excited when a new supermarket opens #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— AlohaTags (@AlohaTags) February 9, 2018
I suddenly care too much about couch cushions #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— David E (@DaSkrambledEgg) February 9, 2018
Your knowledge of pop culture is waning, but you know all about kitchen applianes. Also, the things you think are culturally cool are — according to your children — not at all cool. Oops.
I can watch the entire Grammys and not know who a single person is. #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Ghost Thinkso 👻 (@ghostthinkso555) February 9, 2018
You turn up your music in the car because you're excited to play it for your kid and your kid says PLEASE CHANGE IT! #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Luke, Deft 💀 (@LukeWheeler01) February 9, 2018
Most of the new music coming out sounds awful.#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Stevie 1-Up (@husky_superman) February 9, 2018
Your memory, eyesight, and hearing are not what they used to be. What’s your kid’s name again? I think it starts with an R.
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents You walk into rooms and then instantly forget what you walked in there for.
— Rich Piechowski (@Piech42) February 9, 2018
Listing the names of all your children, family pets, and least favorite sibling until you finally land on the correct name of your middle child.#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Marc (@FulviaZagato76) February 9, 2018
https://twitter.com/geneO2017/status/962111386598875138
You will go to bed at a reasonable time. You will not go out on a weekday. The bars are so loud. It’s too crowded. You just want to take your bra off, get into bed, pop on your glasses, and finish your book, damnit.
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents Dinner is at 4:45
— PHILosopher (@philster115) February 9, 2018
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents – when you tell friends 9p.m. is too late to go out on a Tuesday night.
— Alexandra Woods (@SparklyDisaster) February 9, 2018
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
As soon as I get home the pants come off pic.twitter.com/CKw0cYD8RK— Tom Malvaso (@TomMalvaso) February 9, 2018
You worry about everyone and everything. You see death and danger everywhere. If your child does not text you back, there will be hell to pay. Also, can you please lock the door while you’re at it.
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
Worry about everyone until I know they're home safe.— LisaM (@LISAMW979) February 9, 2018
You have a lot of plastic bags in your cupboard. Like, a lot. It’s not like you’re hoarding them or anything. It’s just very useful to have.
#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents you’re collecting plastic bags, old tin cans, etc….
— Elizette Z (@elizettezamora) February 9, 2018
You just don’t even give a shit anymore. Cool, schmool. And you WILL put on your mom voice if your child misbehaves.
You say, “Don’t make me pull this car over. #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Liz ✟ (@JustLiz65) February 9, 2018
You start using the term, "Back in my day."#SignsYouveBecomeYourParents
— Daniel Hopkins (@IamDHop) February 9, 2018
Everything you do is embarrassing #SignsYouveBecomeYourParents pic.twitter.com/vm2eXySiVy
— Ziggy (@mrjafri) February 9, 2018
Here’s to the slow but inevitable process of all of us becoming our parents. It’ll be a weird, surreal, oddly comforting ride.