<p>I don’t think this thread is mocking parents or kids, but just chuckling between old-timers at what comes back with spring, every spring, like the sparrows. It’s the parents’ version of the kids’ “chance me” (in reverse: predicting what should be predictable, vs. predicting was is unpredictable.) I see it as sweet “all kids are the same” and “aw shucks”. </p>