My parents limited the amount of tv I watched and also would not let me get a video game system until I was in high school. At that point, it was the mid '90s and I was allowed to get AN ATARI. yes, not a Nintendo, but an Atari 2600 in 1995. haha. I am glad about the TV because I did a lot more creative things without it. But I am 50/50 on the video game thing. I am not interested in video games at all and it's probably because i never really played them when I was young. But now when I try to play one, I absolutely suck, so there is something to be said about learning the hand-eye thing young. Or maybe i'm just horribly uncoordinated...
Also, I remember sort of wanting to get my eyebrow pierced when I was about 16 and my mom was adamantly against it. I wasn't heartbroken or anything, but i am glad she didn't let me do it because I would not be wearing it anymore at this point and I would probably have a scar.
When I was growing up, my parents did not allow me to eat any foods with tons of food coloring in them. A piece of candy every once in a while was fine, but I couldn't go to the store and pick out a box of Lucky Charms, I had to get Cheerios. I couldn't get Kool-Aid, I had to get Ocean Spray juice. Stuff like that. They also wouldn't let me chew gum with sugar in it. Everyone else got Hubba Bubba and I was stuck with Extra. I never developed a real sweet tooth or had a cavity, and maybe that has something to do with it. Also, I hear that certain food colorings were suspect in causing hyper activity, so I am glad that I can concentrate.
One thing I do not thank my parents for is something they never told me about, but I heard second hand from a friend whose parents told them what my mom did. In 5th grade I was friends with this girl Emily. Emily was tons of fun, we did everything together. She was one of the most creative, fun, energetic friends I ever had, we even made up our own language. But she was from the wrong side of the tracks, if you know what I mean. Her family lived in a shack of a house on the poor side of town and according to my mom, Emily had no manners. But I didn't notice or care about these things when I was 10. I just knew Emily was fun as hell and we got along. Apparently, when me and her went into 6th grade, my mom called the school and specifically requested that they not put Emily and I in any classes together. So they obliged and it broke up our friendship since we never saw each other anymore. I missed her a lot. She turned out to be sort of a drugee in high school but she was still a cool person, we just weren't friends anymore and it was because we never saw each other in school ever again. I can't believe my mom did that. That offends me.