So a friend of mine was telling me about this one strange thing his wife does. Whenever they get a gift of *food* and ONLY food (eg like a basket of cheese and crackers) she immediately goes about dividing it EXACTLY in half. "this is my part of the cheddar, this is yours" he isn't bothered about it just a little confused.

She told him. "If you had siblings you'd understand."

I suggested he may eat all the cheese and not notice.

Can those with siblings speak on this? Are you traumatized?

@futurebird At our house it was my dad & his "only 1 kind of jelly can be open at a time" and since we weren't well-off he bought HUGE jars of jelly. Grape for months.

When my middle sister grew up, the very first thing she did when she got her own place was buy 2 jars of jelly and open them both.

@epicdemiologist

Yeah. My parents would only let me use like two of the scissors and hid the nice ones and wouldn't buy the scissors I wanted as a gift because "you have scissors" (even told other people not to get them for me since I had them already)

They came over one day and noticed that I have a big vase and it's full of every kind of scissor, every color and size...

"so, that really was a big deal I guess" my mom said ... I hadn't even really noticed the connection. But it WAS.

@epicdemiologist

Let your kid use scissors or they may grow up with a scissors scarcity mentality.

@futurebird @epicdemiologist I feel so much better about my cable tie collection (which has thoroughly outgrown its spaghetti jar).

@kim @futurebird @epicdemiologist

My mum was a nurse and is a seamstress-by-hobby. She cannot bear rubbish scissors.

When we were growing up, we always had loads of pairs of scissors in the house, that worked. If they didn't (and couldn't be sharpened) they were binned. We knew not to use sewing scissors on paper (mum would be v cross).

As a kid with hand impairments, mum bought me accessible-scissors. I was the ONLY kid with decent scissors in the room.

We have many scissors here too.