We're your parents "bad parents"?

elvistheking44
elvistheking44 Posts: 4,547
edited May 2012 in All Encompassing Trip
Recent news stories make me think back on how I was raised. Did your parents do things that would make the news today?

Every year on the 4th of July, my family would celebrate at our family cabin on the lake. My cousins and I and most of our friends always had our own stash of fireworks. My dad always got tired of me taking his lighter so he would give me lit cigarettes to use for my fireworks! I had to keep puffing on em to keep my fuses lit!

Anyone elses dear old dad top that one!!!?
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  • norm
    norm Posts: 31,146
    ofthegirl99 wrote:
    Anyone elses dear old dad top that one!!!?

    when i was 3 my dad and i went to a football game...he gave me a sip of his beer...he started talking to the people around us and forgot i had the beer...i drank the whole thing


    when i was 8, i got a ringtop stuck on my finger and couldn't get it off...it started to cutoff circulation...by the time i got home i was shivering (probably in a little shock) so my dad gave me something to warm me up...not knowing what it was i drank the entire shot of brandy


    there are probably others but it would require years of psychotherapy to bring up repressed memories
  • LiLiNY81
    LiLiNY81 Posts: 775
    My parents are pretty awesome. I'm sure my dad would be arrested for this today if he did it: to teach us how to swim, he'd take our floaties off of our arms and throw us in the deep end of the pool.

    And I'm pretty sure we were left home alone at what would be considered "too young" today...10 & 11 years old.
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  • RKCNDY
    RKCNDY Posts: 31,013
    I was a latchkey kid since first grade...I was 6, stick my Swanson's TV dinner in the oven for an hour...yep, climbing on a step stool to take a piping hot TV dinner out of the oven...I don't know how I never fell off. Swanson's TV dinners, Mork and Mindy, and WKRP on the tube until someone came home.

    I also sliced open my palm with a utility knife (the meaty part right below your thumb)...all the way down to the bone, I was given a band-aid and told to shut the hell up. I was probably 7.
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  • Loulou
    Loulou Adelaide Posts: 6,247
    RKCNDY wrote:
    I was a latchkey kid since first grade...I was 6, stick my Swanson's TV dinner in the oven for an hour...yep, climbing on a step stool to take a piping hot TV dinner out of the oven...I don't know how I never fell off. Swanson's TV dinners, Mork and Mindy, and WKRP on the tube until someone came home.

    I also sliced open my palm with a utility knife (the meaty part right below your thumb)...all the way down to the bone, I was given a band-aid and told to shut the hell up. I was probably 7.
    :( apart from the cut hand, my upbringing was very similar. Spent alot of time alone, I don't hold any grudges but would have liked more company. I think they both feel guilty now though are trying to make it up.
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  • Sprunkn7
    Sprunkn7 Posts: 5,286
    My parents were pretty strict except for when we went on vacation for 3 weeks to the Cape every summer. They would let us roam all over P-Town alone and let me tell you, back in the 70's there was NOTHING like P-town. Drag Queen / Leather Chap city with people basically having sex in the streets. It was so awesome....It was like "what Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas" but on Cape Cod! They would hang with their friends and we just ran amuck! It was 3 weeks of heaven every year!

    I had great parents.
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  • marcos
    marcos Posts: 2,112
    There are some cases of bad parenting seemingly these days though a lot it has to do with over usage of psychology & pharmaceutical for profit companies and of course the feminization of young boys.
  • eddiec
    eddiec Posts: 3,963
    On my 18th birthday one of my dad's friend gave me a joint and said 'be careful, that joint will get 10 people high'. It did. Told my dad about it and he he said 'yeah, he always has the best stuff.' :D
  • elvistheking44
    elvistheking44 Posts: 4,547
    marcos wrote:
    There are some cases of bad parenting seemingly these days though a lot it has to do with over usage of psychology & pharmaceutical for profit companies and of course the feminization of young boys.

    Huh?
  • RKCNDY
    RKCNDY Posts: 31,013
    Loulou wrote:
    RKCNDY wrote:
    I was a latchkey kid since first grade...I was 6, stick my Swanson's TV dinner in the oven for an hour...yep, climbing on a step stool to take a piping hot TV dinner out of the oven...I don't know how I never fell off. Swanson's TV dinners, Mork and Mindy, and WKRP on the tube until someone came home.

    I also sliced open my palm with a utility knife (the meaty part right below your thumb)...all the way down to the bone, I was given a band-aid and told to shut the hell up. I was probably 7.
    :( apart from the cut hand, my upbringing was very similar. Spent alot of time alone, I don't hold any grudges but would have liked more company. I think they both feel guilty now though are trying to make it up.

    ah, company would have been nice but now I prefer to be home alone. I actually get cranky if I don't get any 'me' time after about 3 days. :lol:
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  • conman
    conman Posts: 7,493
    my 4 older sisters would team up and kick the shit out of me... my parents watched and said nothing :?
  • RKCNDY
    RKCNDY Posts: 31,013
    conman wrote:
    my 4 older sisters would team up and kick the shit out of me... my parents watched and said nothing :?

    I bet you could kick the shit out of them now Mr. "I can do a bazillion push-ups in 90 seconds"... :D
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  • marcos
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    ofthegirl99 wrote:
    marcos wrote:
    There are some cases of bad parenting seemingly these days though a lot it has to do with over usage of psychology & pharmaceutical for profit companies and of course the feminization of young boys.

    Huh?

    It just seems that when some kids are disciplined using older methods, such as a simple spanking or such, they are called abused or all this bullying nonsense. Some of it is warranted of course but it's a case by case basis.
  • conman
    conman Posts: 7,493
    RKCNDY wrote:
    conman wrote:
    my 4 older sisters would team up and kick the shit out of me... my parents watched and said nothing :?

    I bet you could kick the shit out of them now Mr. "I can do a bazillion push-ups in 90 seconds"... :D
    haha! they would still kick my ass because i wouldn't hit them back ;)
  • iamwishingyouawell
    iamwishingyouawell Posts: 121
    I think I have a pretty good one. (Although, I love my dad & he is the best father I could hope for, this was not his most shining moment.) And he never did anything like this again, especially after mom chewed him out.

    He left me as collateral at a gas station when he forgot his wallet after pumping gas. This was like 1984.
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  • drivingrl
    drivingrl Posts: 1,448
    My parents were amazing. Dad taught me to take responsibility for my actions, taught me the value of a dollar, and expected me to work hard to earn my keep.

    The one time I made a poor choice (I took the family car cruising around the neighborhood before I got my license), he punished me by shutting off the electricity and the air conditioning vents to my bedroom for a week. :lol: I couldn't listen to any of my CDs and I was hot and miserable trying to sleep at night. I learned my lesson so quickly. :lol:
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  • Tom K
    Tom K Posts: 842
    iamwishingyouawell wrote:
    He left me as collateral at a gas station when he forgot his wallet after pumping gas. This was like 1984.

    :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:
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  • iamwishingyouawell
    iamwishingyouawell Posts: 121
    Yeah, we all laugh about it these days. My sister the most. It is almost too funny to be true.
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  • dr0ptheleash
    dr0ptheleash Posts: 1,264
    Hahaha! This is great.

    I have the most awesome parents in the world, but of course they may have a few blurry moments.

    One time when I was probably 6, my older sister 9, my dad was driving us home in his pick-up truck. We were only a few miles from home when he saw his "friend" running down the street. He yells to him "Yo John, hop in, I'll give you a ride home." This guy keeps refusing, and my dad keeps insisting. There is like a bench-type seat in the truck, with no back seat, so the three of us are already at max capacity. This guy finally gets in and we both have to practically sit on his lap. He was overweight and sweaty and really creepy. He tells my dad he's ready to get out and my dad insists on taking him all the way home. When he finally gets out, he says, "thanks man, and by the way, my name's Dennis." :lol::lol: We don't let him live that one down.
  • DewieCox
    DewieCox Posts: 11,432
    edited May 2012
    LiLiNY81 wrote:
    And I'm pretty sure we were left home alone at what would be considered "too young" today...10 & 11 years old.

    I started being left alone when I was 7. I was kinda scared shitless.

    Mowing with a riding mower at around 5, with a dad that cut his toes off when he was around the same age.

    My parents wouldn't take us to the hospital until we proved we needed it. Not fun to try to do little exercises with a broken thumb or collarbone.

    Mom told me to be careful when she found out we were crossing a river using a beaver dam.

    My dad would "kick my ass up between my shoulders" or just a flick to the head as a "spanking". I don't think he realized how hard he could flick.


    My parents did a pretty good job overall, as I'm pretty fucking awesome. Dad gave me unreasonable anxiety and my mom gave me the ability to fly off the handle, the rest I feel pretty solid about.
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  • hedonist
    hedonist Posts: 24,524
    drivingrl wrote:
    My parents were amazing. Dad taught me to take responsibility for my actions, taught me the value of a dollar, and expected me to work hard to earn my keep.
    Yours sounds like mine was (and I'm thankful every day for those lessons :) )

    I didn't go through near what some of you have.

    I guess by today's standards, things like riding restraint-free in the back seat of the car with the dog in tow or my sister and I sleeping in the hatchback of our '72 Nova could seem irresponsible...but somehow - somehow! - we made it through OK.

    My parents also had no problem serving us wine when we were younger (and I'm not talking Manichewitz on Rosh Hashana :mrgreen: ).

    Responsibility tempered with indulgence...good way to (be taught to) live, I say.

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