What did your parents forbid you to do, that you LET your children do?

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• draw pictures in condensation on windows
• skid on the wooden floors
• jump on the beds
• jump in puddles
• slide down banisters

• jump on beds
• wipe your hands on your clothes
• eat other than at the table
• watch too much telly sometimes. My mum used to come in and switch it off regardless of whether we were watching something because 'it's been on too long'
• stay in pyjamas all day
• play nearer nearer nearer on the motorway (you say nearer nearer again and again building to a creshendo and then as you go under a bridge you shout UNDER! We were banned, my children like it, not that I blame my mum for that one)
• stop at service stations

We were never allowed to play 'noisey' games on a Sunday because the neighbours might complain.

If we had strawberries and cream we would have to eat a round of bread & butter with it.

We always had to keep clean. No playing in puddles or on wet grass.

Watch TV if we were ill and off school. If we were ill enough to be away from school we were ill enough to be in bed!

Drink the milk out of the creal bowl... It makes me smile every time mine do it....especially when Grandma and Grandad are staying!
Jump on the furniture/make dens with the cushions

TBH I don't think it is because my parents were particularly lenient, more that I am fairly draconian.

whistle (dad hated women/girls whistling, thought it common as muck)

wear nail varnish on toenails (dad likened this to being a prostitute)

fart loudly (this was never something we laughed about in our family)

win arguments (occasionally)

I let my children have a say over things such as where we go for a family day out. I don't mind if we go to the seaside, the forest or the cinema, so I let them choose.
Family days out with my parents were more like penance, as we all merrily admit to each other now!

• watch sesame street.
• (this only applies when jackanory comes back!) we couldn't watch it cos my parents thought it was daft. my dp would now argue that this impacted somewhat on my sense of humour
• eat pudding if dd doesn't want any more dinner (only as long as she has tried a little first tho)

sit on the furniture, play at friends houses, talk at the table.

you weren't allowed to talk at the table?

hello kama - I thought of you whilst I was having my hair done the other day. sorry hijack over.

Get dirty. That was the only thing that wound my mum up. She was a bit more "uptight" when we were younger and we were never allowed to run through puddles or even sit down on grass in case it left a stain. The running through leaves was banned too, for the same dog poo reason. Mind you this particular paranoia has now been passed on, I don't go near piles of leaves to this day and won't let my DD either .

For everything else I'm much more draconian than either of my parents

Jump on beds
Stand on sofa (only the playroom one though, not on my nice ones!)
Have drinks and snacks other than at table (again, only in their playroom, not in our lounge)
Choose between options - e.g. apple juice or orange juice, jam or marmalade
Turn the TV on, put video on, put DVD on themselves

Oh www, love the 'stop at service stations'!! That goes for us too.

There are lots of things actually - mine aren't as 'restricted' as we were but I don't think either way is 'right' or 'wrong' - it's just different.

basically everything that my DH couldn't do, we let ds do! Watching the PILs try to politely swallow their horror is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO funny

Sing at the table - wtf was that all about? I actively encourage singsongs at dinner time.

And lots of the stuff already mentioned here such as drawing in condensation etc.

The thing that annoys me (a little) is the things my mum wouldn't let me do but encourages my kids to do, like getting into bed together in the morning and eating lots of sweets (not at the same time). I guess thats the fun of being a Grannie but last time she came I bizarly felt a wee bit jealous of my kids (I know!). J

at Huw's dad, I think I love him

I think I let my children do more things but I also think I am stricter - I seem to bark more

Jump in puddles. It belted down here yesterday so ds (who has been off nursery with a sicky bug so is feeling sorry for himself but nearly better) and I put our wellies on this morning and went searching for massive puddles to splosh in. Had to go home after ds jumped in one in the park that was deceptively deep and it went over the top of his wellies. Having had an upbringing of "you'll catch your death of cold" at every small thing my poor mum would have been beside herself with worry, but as it was a warm day here we just fell about laughing and squelched home to change

The only thing I ever remember my parents being strict about was no talking during the shipping forecast. They were very liberal sixties parents, I think dh and I are more structured with ds, although we're still not particularly strict.

-wear jelly shoes
-blow bubbles through a straw
-wash hair during period!? still don't get that one
-wear black socks during the summer

To wear trousers. My mum wouldn't let me wear trousers unless it was for playing in garden. Ironically DD won't wear trousers and insists on skirts all of the time! LOL