Despite any possible claims to the contrary, I did not spend my childhood running around singing “I Want to be Evil.” I left that to Eartha Kitt. Who was far more exciting. Who sang on key and in tempo.
We’re not all so blessed.
It was not unusual, however, for my parents to say their children wanted life handed to them on a silver platter. It’s what mid-twentieth parents said.
Honestly, I would have settled for a second bowl of corn flakes in a Corelle bowl.