What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

I don’t bark at my husband. Ever. Zero husband barking is being engaged in at our house.

I grew up to a steady beat of my mother barking at my father, “Misha! Sit there! No, over here! No, I said right there! Stand! No, sit! Move! Why are you breathing so loud? I can still hear you breathe! Sit up straight! Stop humming!

Almost half a century of that, imagine. But I left that multigenerational family tradition in the past.