Parents are people, too

So, last weekend I went to visit my parents. It seems like the older I get, the more I come to view them as human beings. Five years ago, it would never had occurred to me to ask my mother for an opinion. Not that I didn't think her opinion mattered, but I really just didn't believe she had opinions at all. Now, I ask for her opinion on everything. I bet it's getting annoying. Hey, I'm making up for lost time here.

Here's the flip-side. They are starting to see me as a person, too. (I know, Mom, you'll say that you've always viewed me as an individual.) Yet, now it seems that my parents are regarding me as somewhat of a peer, instead of a subordinate. I had to remind my father that I'm still his child. I'm sorry, but there are only two people on this planet with whom I would rather not discuss Viagra or nipple stimulation. Mom, Dad, I love you. I think it's a wonderful thing that after 30 years you two are still so much in love with each other that you have the desire to express it physically. Truly, I am thankful that you have that relationship with each other. It is a rarity in this day and age. However, I really don't need or want to know the specifics.