I took my kids everywhere. I didn't have money for child care, so I took them to college with me and they sat in the hallway.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I take my children everywhere, but they always find their way back home.
I babysat kids in a ShopRite, which is a grocery store. They had a babysitting center so that parents could bring their children while they shopped. It was awful. I also was not very good at keeping the kids calm.
I was the kind of kid whose parents would drop him off at the local town library on their way to work, and I'd go and work my way through the children's area.
I was raising seven kids. I lived in the bedrooms, in the laundry room, in the kitchen, in the car - car pooling all over. I just didn't have time to sit down and watch a lot of TV. So I really didn't.
I was the oldest of the children in my family. I had to do a lot of diaper-changing and lunch-making. I was taking my little sister to ballet, picking up my brother, sort of being a super-nanny.
When I was growing up, my parents took in foster children. From a young age, I learned that there are a lot of children in need.
I didn't have time for my children much. I wasn't a very good parent; I had a pretty unhappy home life.
I went to a number of foreign countries, and during whenever I went, I would try to go to an orphanage or a home for children. And I was seeing thousands of kids around the world that needed homes.
I'm missing work. We didn't have enough money for preschool. I had a panic attack. I couldn't do it. I became one of those horrible foster parents who give the kids back.
I was an only child. We were so poor, my parents and I had the same room.