We all know how our children can embarrass us at times - but how did you embarrass your parents when you were little?

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In 1977 it was the Queens Silver Jubilee and I was six. At the time my grandfather was a salesman for a lingerie and nightwear company and often came home with free samples for us (nasty nylon stuff it was too!). Just before the Jubilee he brought my mum home a pair of Union Jack knickets.

Anyway - week before the Jubilee - Sunday School - children are invited to come up to the front to tell the others what they are doing for the Jubilee. I had been nattering my mum for days about this and she refused to tell me what was planned (street party, basically) - but told me what she was going to do. Unfortunately I believed her - and told the Sunday School that my mummy was going to run up and down the road wearing nothing but her Union Jack knickers ...

(... and if that wasn't bad enough, my mum played the piano for Sunday School so she was sitting in the room at the time - don't think she lived that one down for years ...)

Too many to relate - I do remember snuggling up to my mother's legs during a drinks party (she was on the sofa and I was sitting on the floor) and telling the assembled guests that she had "cactus legs". She hadn't shaved her legs and was mortified!

school 'news book', aged about 6: 'and daddy drank the sherry we left for Father Christmas and fell asleep on the settee and snored and snored...' And the teacher obligingly put the news book out for an open evening display, propped open at that page . On reflection, that is pretty mild, how on earth did my parents manage to talk it up as yet another eg of how I was such a difficult child

my sister weed on a display toilet!

and then bellowed "Nanna the chain won't flush!"

"Mummy, mummy! Is that the nosey old cow?" whilst my mother was talking to, er, a nosey old cow.

And it was only last year

I 'helped' my mum sell her car...
by telling the buyer that my gran put up her umbrella inside it every time it rained
-the sunroof leaked like a bitch. Mum says he still bought it, though...

My parents dozed off on beach, and my brother and I kept ourselves occupied by building sand sculptures of their naked bodies, full size, alongside them. Complete with seaweed pubic hair, shell nipples and vivid genitalia.

People kept walking by and spluttering with laughter.

We had Jehovis Witnesses come to the door once and my mum got stuck talking them for a good half hour. My dad send me out to tell mum her iron had caught fire. So I did.. then added "Not really.. Dad told me to say that to get rid of these nasty people" I've never lived it down lol

My parents were both social workers, when in Sainsburys my brothers and I would yell, 'oowww don't hit me mummy' when they were nowhere near us.

I should add I was about 6 at the time and I personally have no problem with Jehovis Witnesses.

I announced to the assembled crowd at a ballet show, 'Do you like my dress? My mummy got it at a jumble sale!'. Mum was mortified!
Being the queen of thrift now, I think I'd be proud if DD did the same to me!

Oh and when potty training my brother peed in the cup of one of my mum's friends who had been offered a glass of orange squash. He only announced his clever little trick after they'd left!

Telling everyone in the post office that my mum had a baby in her tummy and (this is the bit that really embarassed her) that she was 34.

there is a old ex army officer in my mums village, very old school, he is very strict looking and i cant imagine many people standing up to him, anyway he lost him arm in the 2nd world war and my mums says i marched right up to him at a event at the town hall when i was about 3 and demanded to know why he had 2 legs and only 1 arm right in front of most of the village.

my mum said she wanted the ground to swallow her and thought i was going to get a right row for being so cheeky but infact he sat me beside him and told me all about it (im sure i would of understood loads at the age of 3) he told my mum afterwards that it was so nice to have someone so innocent to ask about his arm as most adults just ignore the fact that 1 of them was missing.

I told a (female) friend of my parents that she reminded me of Benny Hill. They still go on about it to this day...(although my Dad admitted later that he secretly agreed).

made a face about a particular peice of furniture. to my mum when ehr friend was there, turned out friend gave it to her

Message withdrawn

End of term sports day at nursery school, took part in the bunny-hop race, not wearing any knickers.

Wrote in my news book 'Last night my mummy wore curlers to bed and they scratched my daddy's face'. My parents were both teachers there and my mum was mortified.

MOTHER (in busy queue): please behave and stop fighting with your brother
CHILD: don't shout at me or I'll tell Gran I saw you kissing Dad's pee pee

(actually I read this elsewhere so it may be one of those urban myths but it made me laugh out loud)

We were invited to a wedding... I think i was about 5 or 6. My mum had helped to make the dress and I remember her saying to some neighbours... 'Oh I have to keep letting it out at every fitting, she is going to be totally barrel shaped by the time she walks down the aisle'.

After the wedding at the photo session, everyone was saying how lovely the bride looked and my mum was agreeing. I said, very loudly whilst tugging on mum's skirt 'but mum you said she looked like a barrel'.

I remember getting dragged back into the church away from the crowds sooooo fast

Bride was very pregnant! A no-no in the late 60s.

When I was 4, and in the very first year of school, we each had to draw a picture of our mother and write a sentence about her.
Apparently all the other children wrote things like "My mummy bakes nice cakes" and "My mummy is kind" and "My mummy is beautiful".
I wrote "My mummy wears glasses".

When I was 5, I was sat on a packed train getting ready for my ballet class when I asked very politely and in my loudest voice:

"Mummy, what are goolies?"

Everyone in the carriage craned round to hear what my mortified and scarlet faced mum was going to reply!!!

This was after a boy at school had told another he was going to kick him in the goolies!!

Waiting at train station with mum (unsure of age) When I pointed at a 'large' lady and said loudly 'LOOK AT THE FAT LADY', mum tried to shoosh me which only made me say even louder 'BUT SHE IS FAT'.
Apparantly she was very very large

Also I apparantly liked to pull the wigs off those child sized manequins.

Mums pal's wee boy was about 5, having strop in bus stop, nice old lady approached bus stop and said 'ooh whats wrong son', he replied 'what the fucks it got to do with you' yes he was battered all the way home!