What is your favorite childhood memory?

Question

With either of your parents.

Answer 1

fishing with my dad

Answer 2

When I was about 7 years old, the little girl across the street got a 2 wheel bicycle. Her father let all the kids in the neighborhood try it. None of us knew how to ride a two wheeler. Well, lucky me, I learned first. The little girl who owned the bike got jealous and refused to let me ride it again. I was so upset that I cried for days and days. One afternoon, I was playing at the park and I heard my father calling me. I ran home and there was my dad standing next to a brand new shiny bike. The little girl across the street was so envious. It was the best gift of my life, and my dad gave it to me. That was 55 years ago. My dad is 83 years old now. My mother passed away 1 1/2 years ago, and she used to make homemade noodles. He was really wanting some, so I made a batch and took to him. He called me the next morning and said "Remember when you told me getting that bike was the best day of your life?" I said I did, and he said "Well, now we're even."

Answer 3

After a couple of hours of fishing on a small lake, my dad, my brother and I put down our rods and walked over to our pic-nic, waiting for us by the rocks. Our mom has prepared sandwiches and we were starving from the morning fishing and fresh air.

Upon approaching the bag with the sandwiches we noticed there was a line of ants going into the bag. My father took the three sandwiches out and, horror! They were being overrun by red ants. We were shocked and very hungry.

My father took the sandwiches one by one and brushed off as many ants as he could. But, there was one sandwich that was just totally covered with ants. No way to clear them all! He gave the two clean sandwiches to my brother and I and took the one crawling with ants. “This one is for me,” he said. I was only about 6 at the time, but I remember being moved by his gesture. I felt protected and loved and loved him back.

Answer 4

My only memory of childhood is of my so called father holding my Mother against the refrigerator and beating her, well I guess you know once I grew up he didn't do that.

Answer 5

Watching them give my 13-year old big sister the gift that she had been asking for since she learned how to speak...A horse!

It was the first time I saw someone cry tears of joy.

Answer 6

When I would come home from kindergarten and my granma would make me lunch and I would lay on the carpet and watch Scooby Doo and Spider Man.

She always had ice cream and would give me some.

Answer 7

most of my remembered memories are w/my grandparents....berry picking, garage sales, rides in the country, working the yard with my grandpa, helping gram wash clothes and having to drain the water from the old wringer washer and dump it.....sounds nuts, but they are my favorite memories :-)

Answer 8

My Mom, Sister, and I were in a car at a stop light when we got bumped from behind by another vehicle. When we looked back it was my Dad in his pick up truck!

Answer 9

Playing in the San Diego surf with my dad.

Answer 10

Christmas at my Grandparents' house with all the family members visiting

Answer 11

my dad was an artist,one night he was up painting and i stayed up with him.coincidently my sis couldnt sleep so once my dad stopped painting he came in our room,sat in a chair while me and my sis slept together on the bottom bunk and we watched old cowboy movies and talked and laughed until the sun came up.it was like our own little club while my mom was asleep.i miss him