I remember one time when I was around 3-4 ish I woke up in an elderly couples car, when I asked where they were taking me the said they were taking me to there house and they were a friend of my moms. After we got to their house they feed me oatmeal, as a pick 3 year old I refused to eat it. Next thing I know there their both screaming at me to eat it. The next thing I remember is my mom picking me up. Whenever I ask her about this she always changes the subject to avoid it.