

I was born in the ’80s and there was a lot of great stuff about my childhood. I had an extensive collection of mixed tapes and scrunchies, I played outside a lot, and screen time was limited to searching for Carmen Sandiego on a computer the size of a microwave. At the same time, I don’t subscribe to the overly nostalgic view that my childhood was somehow superior to the modern day. Because I reckon there is a lot to love about parenting in 2018. We are more open to recognising and celebrating our kids’ differences. Kids’ fashion contains way less parachute material. And healthy, organic food is more readily available.
When I was a toddler, snacks were either fresh… or loaded with junk. I either ate a banana or a bag of chips that contained enough preservatives to embalm a rhino. It’s not that our parents weren’t health conscious, it’s just that the organic options didn’t exist when it came to pre-packaged snacks.
