What is your best childhood memory?

Gosh, this made me think a bit. But I have to say any memories with my father. He passed away a couple of years ago. He was my absolute best friend. Some of my best memories with him were relaxing together at the end of the day. I had a hard day at school, him at work. When my mom and siblings would go to bed, we would sit down together, watch tv, play a game, watch football, or just talk sometimes. Man, just writing this brings it all back. I miss him. Thanks for bringing him back, even for just the moment.

I am not sure what I would consider my best childhood memory because I have several things that I remember that make me smile,one of those memories would be every Christmas and my family shared when I was a kid because Christmas always made me smile,another memory would be when me and my parents went to Disney World with my cousins band because it was the first time I had ever been to Disney World and it was awesome,I had a blast even though it was cold,and I was glad I was there with my parents,and I hope me and my wife get to make a memory like that with our kids,one day whenever we have kids,which we will not have kids until we are sure we are ready.

Good question. I am thinking of all kinds of memories right now. I guess my fondest are of when we used to live in AZ and take family vacations to see family or to go to sea world...things like that. I loved spending time whith my family and doing fun things together. ~May The Kisses Of An Angel Cover And Protect You Always!~ Copper

One of my favorite memories of all times, is when I was about 11 years old. My sister was going to an amusement park with her friend. It was a business gathering for the friend's dad. They had gotten extra tickets, so they were taking my sister along with them so that their daughter would have a friend to play with. My sister and the friend had left, but then suddenly came back in the door. My sister knew that everyone in my household had something planned for the day except for me. I guess the friend must have asked after they went out. My sister came back in and asked me if I wanted to go along with them. That was a great day that I don't think that I will ever forget. Fortunately, I was tall enough to ride all of the big kid rides at that particular amusement park. So, my sister, her friend, and me rode all of the rides and had lots of fun. Afterward, her parents took us out for pizza on the way back home. It was a great day!

everyone has his best childhood memory.my best childhood memory is in my fifteen year old.at that time,i study at three middle school,my english teacher is the best teacher is my best teacher when i was a student.he taught me how to study englsh well and how to do as a man.i learned a lot about life from him.

my best childhood memory is when i got fall down in our stair.. its because im playing with my sister... then i run through the stair then i have some wrong steps then i fall down... after that i cry and my father hug me to comfort me...

i am an only child and had a really great childhood! we used to go to the beach almost every day in the summer when i was young because my dad worked from 6 am til 2 pm and my mom would have everything ready and my dad would sleep at the beach, mom would read and i would swim!

Hmm thank you for reminding about such a wonderful time. I guess in every ones life, there must be somehting they cherish for life...In my case, I was the youngest in my family, both on my fathers side and mother's side. So it was fun to be pampered. I admit that those times I was carefree and didnt understand when my sister one day told me that life wasnt a bed of roses...now I do...children are innocent and lovely. I was at my mischevious best and since I was the youngest, all my elder cousins never bothered to include me in their group when they planned some treat for themselves. So out of revenge and anger, I used to spy their movements and decisions and tell them to our parents!!! They used to call me drum as I couldnt keep a thing to myself...hi hi...

My best childhood memory was Christmas. The week of Christmas my grandmother and I would spend hours baking cookies and making candy. We would give a lot of these items away as gifts. My grandmother would also help me make homemade ornaments to give to my mom and my other grandmother. As an adult I still make homemade gifts and give them away as gifts. I am hoping by next year I will be able to make some money by selling some of these items online. I know it takes awhile to start an online business and it takes money. Unfortunately, money is something I do not have enough of.

Aw, that is a great memory huh? There is nothing like staying up with your friends late at night and talking about life! Something about sleepovers bring out the best conversations in people. You know what the best thing to do, is to reconnect with those people! Re-initiating old friendships like that can be really healthy, and really fun, especially if you get lots of chocolate! My favorite memory as a child was sitting with a couple of my friends at a local lake late at night. One especially starry nights, you could stand on the dock and look at all the stars reflecting off the water. It looked as if you were staring right down into space. It was beautiful.

for me the best memory in my childhood memory when I spent my time going out with friends, we go everywhere we explore things and learned from it. We always eat together every break. when I remember those things it makes me also smile like you.

Thinking back to my childhood memories, I can't help but think of my Little League days. I swore back then life was so simple and alot of my great friends today I met through Little League. We would imitate professional players batting stances, it felt like we were profesionals. I'm not sure if it was because of the competition level or just the pure love of the game but that level of baseball was my favorite compared to playing in High School and College. You played because you loved the sport, before things got political.

My favourite childhood memory is Christmas. When my sister and I chucked bricks down the chimney to find out how fat Santa with his sack of presents could fit into it!