Daughters who leave ironing hanging on the upstairs banister for a week because she can’t be arsed to hang it up in the wardrobe.
Daughters who want the pair of jeans that were put in the wash last night but she swears they were in the washing basket days ago.
When my boy does’nt wash his NRG scooter for months, when I was his age my bike never went on the road unless it was polished. AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH (Son It will turn into rust bucket,reply,Yeh ok dad I’ll clean it later).
Being woken up at 6am on a Sunday morning when my lovely daughter arrives home after a heavy nights clubbing with four of her mates in tow.