My parents were great, and I realize that now. However, when I was a kid, I wasn't so convinced. I thought some of my friends' parents sounded pretty great instead. After all, my friends were allowed to eat Doritos from those tiny bags that, according to my mom, cost "an arm and a leg," and go to Disney Word for vacation. There were so many annoying things my parents did when I was little that, now that I look back, are actually super helpful, especially now that I'm a parent.
My parents were borderline hippies. We lived in a really old house they restored room by room, and no matter the weather we were instructed to go outside and play if we even so much as uttered the word "bored." My mom baked and canned and sewed and knitted. My dad fixed things, mowed our 1-acre lawn with a push mower, and enabled my mom's habit of finding furniture in rural Maine junk stores only to furnish our whole house with them.
Growing up in a tiny town, we only knew maybe two "rich kids" (and rich was very relative when it comes to central Maine in the '80s and early '90s), so most of what I experienced as a child seemed normal. Still, there was just enough of a hint of (relative) luxury from those few kids I grew up with, that I did think what my parents asked of me was pretty damn annoying. Little did I know I'd be repeating nearly all of it, both by choice and necessity, as a parent myself one day.