What are your HAPPIEST and most VIVID childhood memories?

[FrannyandZooey]

Things that really stand out for you? Were they with your parents, other kids, siblings, by yourself? What were you doing?

Some of mine are:

sitting by myself under the willow tree in our front garden making designs for cars in chalk on scraps of paper

going for long walks in the woods with my parents

having sleepovers with friends, highlights including bouncing on the bed, 'streaking', and midnight feasts

looking at the stars at night with my dad

running along the beach by myself and exploring all the places around my home on my bike

MrsC I used to live in Norfolk and we had the caravan at Trimingham

We used to go down onto Trimingham beach via the precipitous clif path which every year got more washed away

LGJ thank you, am off to bed now tho

DS is not an only by choice either, and I am one of 3 and always hoped to have more, I know HE won;t know any different, but i would have liked him to have a sibling relationship

Anyway I am trying to work hard at making him other lovely memories

He loves to do things with both DH & I together, often asks for us both to go somewhere as we often fall into "take it it turns" parenting due to otehr committments

Eating cold ready brek with my Dad in the morning and watching him leave for work, waving to him.

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oh, sorry, frayedknot! Where in norfolk did you camp?

I love Southwold, Franny, we lived there, well just outside in reydon, for a couple of years, some lovely memories there.

We've always camped with ours, sometimes for the whole summer at Waxham in Norfolk, four weeks or so. We had caravans the year that they were babies but tents the rest of the time just behind the sand dunes. It's gone downhill now sadly, too many drugs and subwoofers in cars, not a family place these days

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x posts, frayedknot, trimingham lovely too

Racing snails
Making perfume in jam jars from my moms flowers and water.
One Halloween as a treat my mom did my sister and i a themed party in the garage with a cauldron with jelly worms and strawberry laces in.She had those foam teeth sweets in her mouth,was dressed as a witch ,we had games ,food and bobbing apples.
The time my parents chopped the conifer trees down and reasembled the trees branches in the garage and turned it into a jungle,we even made leaf shoes!
Taking my tortoise for a ride on a building block truck and grazing her on some grass where she cut her leg.
Pissing in my sisters face when she made me laugh whilst i was sat on the loo.
My dad giving me firemans lifts up the stairs.
One xmas eve looking out of my parents bedroom window at the stars,hearing santas sleigh (was my dad ringing a bell in his pocket)

meeting my new baby brother when i was 7. he held on to my little finger and wouldn't let go.

then watching him take his first steps to get his favourite shoe when no-one else was there

he is nearly 25 now.........

Pelvicfloor, your dad sounds lovely!

Franca he is ,they are wonderful parents they do anything they can for me,i am very lucky.

Going to Little Chef for my birthday with my family and friends and having Jubilee pancakes So sophisticated...

Building tents on our front doorsteps.

Having chicken pox with my best friend.

Jumping around on hay bales on a campsite in Devon.

Going to Sunday School I loved it!

Sliding down our stairs headfirst in a sleeping bag - caterpillars!

I have so many happy memories and quite a few sad ones. Thats life I guess.

Am i the only one who felt rather teary writing the memories down?
Have some sad memories too.

That reminds me that once my dad took me and db to see star wars and on our way back he made us belive that our old citroen was a spaceship...

That made me laugh .

No, pelvicfloornomore, you're not the only one, it is very emotional.

very believable, as a citroen chassis skims the road it could be a spaceship think I need to go to bed now...

Standing on the beach near the sea at about 10 yrs old full of woe, and looking out at the sea I realised I was totally insignificant in the grand scheme of things and that my problems were too. It gave me a whole new perspective on life and was very freeing. Plus the smell of the beach always makes me feel 10 again and peaceful and happy.
Walking along an old disused pier with my older bro and he jumped off thinking it would come to his knees, and it came to his armpits. I LMAO.

Also always wading around the stream with him, and climbing trees, and running thru corn fields near my Granny's house until the farmer caught us.

We were always off somewhere, outside, sometimes all day. It was so much fun and I'm so sad that I don't trust the world enough to let my girls do it too.

Bouncing on my space hopper to my best friends house round the corner.
Playing with my bro with his Star Wars toys for hours on rainy days.
Saturdays were market days, and we used to go into town with mum, buy a little bag of sweets and pick out a video each. Then after lunch we'd sit watching them eating our sweets.

I have loads more, but wont bore you all.
God some days I wish I could go back and enjoy the lack of responsibility.

I was lucky - a mostly happy childhood living in the country in between 2 farms so most of my memories involve being outside and getting grubby! - a trait dd1 seems to have inherited.

Looking for wild strawberries/blackberries/ nuts (anything edible) in the hedges around our house.

Seeing lambs and a calf being born outside our kitchen window.

Feeding lambs in the hay barn! Looking for kittens in the hay barn (most probably getting fleas in the process!)

One year my parents borrowed a pony from a friend for 2 weeks and the farmer let us keep in in the field outside our kitchen! We made him a stable in our garage. He was called Gussy and he was a total bugger to catch!! I remember behaving really badly that summer so no doubt my parents wondered why they had bothered but I was so thrilled!

Going for walks with my family and looking at looking at all the flowers/trees etc.

Going for picnics on the moor with friends and swimming in icy cold river pools!

Going paddling in the river with my little brother and his trousers being washed downstream never to be seen again! I got into such trouble but it was hilarious!

Camping out in our playroom when we had a kitchen extension built. Not fun for my Mum I'm sure but very exciting as kids. I remember one of the builders had the most fantastic boots I had ever seen - metalic purple glam rock type stack heels with silver stars (he did take them off to work!)

Could go on.... Just hope that my dds will have such happy childhood memories.

Riding my bike to the Vinegar Bottle (an old windmill) and having a picnic.
Going bluebelling in the local Bluebell wood.
Woodwars (don't ask).
Playing rounders in ours and next doors' garden which involved jumping over a wall half way through.
Roller skating.
Performing dances in our backgarden to our mums to songs like 'Our Lips are Sealed' by Fun Boy Three.
Getting up at 4am to drive to the seaside as my dad hated driving when the roads were busy.
1976 - going to visit Ladybower dam to see the tops of the houses and church poking out of the water.
I also used to tape the radio chart show so I could try and work out the words to my fave songs.
Watching The Thornbirds, Staskey & Hutch, Charlie's Angels and The Professionals on TV.

God. So many. One I remembered the other day when I was talking to DS#2 in the garden. Toddling out to the veg garden with my Dad and him tipping veg seeds into my palm so that I could plant them in the holes he dug. Dobies seeds in plain turquoise packets with a little wreath of flowers, fruit and veg round the name of the seeds. Anyone else remeber those - I'm talking about late 60's I suppose.

Being out in the garden while Dad mowed the lawn and making 'birds nests' out of the cut grass with my sister.

Making rose petal perfume for my mum!

The anticipation of snow.

Summer holidays on the beach in Cornwall.

I don't have that many great memories of my childhood because I was quite an unhappy child really, but I do have fond memories of sleepovers with friends, playing out in the street & of being really excited & trying to be really well behaved on Christmas Eve!