One of my favourites is the look of panic/horror on my fathers face after he told me to go ask my mother, and i told him i had and she told me to ask him.
I can't even remember what it was about but him fumbling his socket wrench as i said it, and the seven seconds of silence with the look on his face followed by "Really?" Is probably something i'll never forget.
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The favorite thing I remember from my childhood... [spoiler]...is that there was a time in my life that I didn't worry about politics, terrorists, debt, schedules, money, dead lines, and anything else that stresses me out now. [/spoiler]