When you were little, did you think that any of the adults (mother, father)....?
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My grandmother told me she had back eyes that even if her back was turned she could see what I was doing. And even when I was in school and had got in trouble she would say whe knew I got in trouble because she saw it with her back eyes. This question brought me back to my childhood for a minute I forgot all about my grandmother and her back eyes until you asked!
489926
Time........as we grow up we don't spend time with our parents.  I always took my Mom to a special place for dinner.  In fact, I never really had a mother's day because I always spent it with my Mom.
784472
I'm kinda curious who "they" are.\n\nI do remember while going through my teenage years that my Mom would say to me "I brought you into this world, I can also take you out". She seemed pretty serious about it too!!! \n\nSo my answer would be my Mom.
925520
hey man I was wondering just an educated guess on my part but were your parents "SIBLINGS"??
849455
I remember being 2, and in a pre-school in New York. I remember quite a bit, such as the teacher, and some of the children. \n\nI don't really remember prior to that, but im sure I could if I were to really try...\n\nI always believed that we have the ability to remember from the womb.\n\n< peace >
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Oh My God! \n\nWhen I was young I ALWAYS swore I would never say or do the same things that my mum done and said to me. This morning I heard myself shouting the same words to my kids that I heard my mother shout to me 20 years ago and I got really scared. LoL
610882
My father died when I was very young, so I wouldn't know, but I have been tolled he did.  My MOM, when I was young she loved me, in her own way, she supported us and provided what we needed, as she saw fit.  But her support to us was not equally distributed, she favored some of us over another, also, she would think she is bringing us together, but in reality she split us apart.  It is a wonder that my siblings and I didn't kill each others long time ago.\nShe was a beautiful woman, who in her way thought was doing the right things to us, but many times turns out to be the contrary.  In her eyes the world revolve around her, not the sun.  This might sound harsh, but you got to know the woman to understand what went around.  She may have loved us, in her way, conditional Love.  One of her fave statement, "may you have a kid just like you!"  Thank God, I did.\n\nWhat do you think of a mother who leaves you in a hospital after an operation, never calls you to check on you or to see if you are still alive?!!!  my husband tried several times to speak to her about what happened to me, and she didn't even return his call!!  a Loving mother, I don't think so. that is my mother.
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yes in fact my mother while I grew up always told me she wished I wasn't born and that since I was that I should of been a boy. (THAT HURT!). I don't know allot about my father, but I wish I could of been with him from birth on and not my mother. I do love her for she is my mother but I know she loves my brother more than I and I know my dad loves me allot. I am 35 and this is a true story!
699354
When my father was alive I criticized the way I was raised to him and it bothered him.When he was dieing he was feeling sorry for himself and made a comment about raising us badly.That really bothered me.I told him we were the fruits of his labor and if he liked the way we turned out he could be proud.
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the very moment my daughter entered my life.  the moment I saw her little face. the whole world shifted. It has been CRAZY ever since. The hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life was become a parent. It makes everything else look like a walk in the park. NOTHING on this planet can change everything for you quite like parenthood.
656679
Yes !\nYou ever considered what it must be like for that child to "loose" his or her parents again? \nCould you imagine what pain it causes, not seeing your parents anymore, or maybe once or twice a year?
931558
I have one here. My father had an affair with his secretary and even picked her up to and fro from work in his car..he even asked me to call her mum..i declined of course. But I still claimed that I have a very happy family in front of my classmates..especially when my mother is crying practically every night and on one saturday i remembered i heard the sound of glass smashing from the kitchen. When I came out,my father disappeared and my mother was lying on the floor with fresh blood oozing out from her hand...they divorced soon afterthat. My mother refused to give me to father and I was kept away from him since then. I had a dark period for 3 years and I became anti-social,until 2 years ago when suddenly I started to open up gradually...you know what? I once stayed indoors for a consecutive 2 months.
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hmm tuffy,\nto be honest I think I actually was smarter than my parents on  a lot of things I did a whole lot more then they think I did and never did get caught....UNTIL I got in the real world, after a few tickets and a couple of girlfriends thought I was a total JERK (which I admit I was) I learned real quick about being arrogant or otherwise. I let my kids watch a lot, but they know the REAL reality is at home,\nGood Luck and God Bless
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Yeah! My parents. They got divorced, spent I think about 8 years apart. Both parents had partners they were seeing and living with them. I called my dad one Saturday morning and my mom answered the phone. Had to check if I dialed the right number. Attended their wedding, really weird. Even weirder, I have been married longer than my parents, go figure.\n\nIt lasted about 3 years before my mom left him again. I don't think he will take her back this time.
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I was pretty old, like 8 or 9 at the time. my friends parents came to pick him up, our parents ended up talking for a while. My parents had recently changed religions, much to my disappointment one that didn't celebrate Chistmas. At the time I thought it was all about getting presents. Anyway, we were going inside and they turned to us and asked us if we still beleived in Santa. I thought it was a trick question (cuz Santa was difinietly real for me). My friend without hesitation answered no. I stood there motionless and they laughed at me cuz they knew I did still believe in Santa. At the time I felt like shit but looking back I think I would have laughed at that 9 year old too.
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My mother taught me to read when I was four years old (her first mistake).\n\nOne day, I was in the bathroom and noticed one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet. I then asked my mother why she was keeping 'napkins' in the bathroom. Didn't they belong in the kitchen? Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for "special occasions" (her second mistake).\nNow fast forward a few months...it's Thanksgiving Day, and my folks are leaving to pick up my uncle and his wife for dinner. Mom had assignments for all of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table. When they returned, my uncle came in first and immediately burst into laughter. Next came his wife who gasped, then began giggling. Next came my father, who roared with laughter. Then came Mom, who almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a "special occasion" Kotex napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully arranged on top. I had even tucked the little tail in so they didn't hang off the edge!!\nMy mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter. "But, Mom, you said they were for special occasions!!!"
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My mother swears that when I was about 3 years old, she overheard me talking to myself in my bedroom.  She asked who I was talking to and I told her it was "Grandma".  Apparently she laughed and said OK.  Several days later I went to my grandmother's house and she and my mother decided to dig through some old family photos which had been stored away and it was while they were going through the old pictures that I picked one out and announced that I had talked to "her" the other day.  It was the only surviving picture of my great-grandmother... a picture I could have never seen before as it had been in the attic.  I can't say that I did or didn't have this conversation with my great grand-mother, but my mother still insists it happened... and it was over 30 years ago!