My twin girls have both talked to me about having another mom and dad in heaven. My daughters B and L that have talked to us seperately and at different stages of their development. Right now it is really on L's mind "Mom, I have another mommy and daddy in heaven." She started talking about it over the past 6 months that she has a mommy and daddy in heaven and that she lived in a "tower" and had a doll that she loved named "Peetee" and she broke it. She also seems to remember being a bit of a troublemaker and says she used to leave her toys all over the place and didn't listen. She sincerely worries about her Peetee doll being broken. She also says her mommy and daddy in Heaven told her it would be ok to leave them and then she came here, but she misses them (I don't think she remembers an image of them physically). I don't interrupt the story with questions but I will occassionally ask a question at the end. Once I said, "So where were you when they said you could leave?" and she said "Heaven... Mom can you drive us there now?" I reminded her that we can't go to heaven - we live here on Earth. That conversation has come up and she will sometimes argue and say... "Yes you can mom... it's not far. Can we just go there now?" Otherwise I haven't asked her too much. Lately she'll tell the story and say "Right B?" as if her sister was also in the past life. Because their stories are different I am not sure its right to "combine" their memories. My other daughter B started talking about her other mom as young as 2 years old and at the time I was working full time. It was heartbreaking for me to have my daughter crying for her "Other Mom". At first I thought she was confusing a daycare provider as her mom. She could always speak well for her age and she let me know that it was not, but it was her other mommy in heaven. As a Catholic, I tought of Our Lady when this first happened but as time passed I realized it was a real person. It was sad to lose that ideology that I AM the only mother that my child knows. Also B has always had phobias about cracks in our walls. One day, we were watching Lil Einsteins about the three little pigs and she starts getting very serious about the cracks in our walls and how to make sure our house can't fall down. Granted this is from the show but it was like it tied into this crack in the wall concern that she's always had. After that it became a repetitive question to me and she is scotch taping and putting bandaids on the walls of our old plaster house. Also says there is "green magic" that comes in from the cracks and the first nice day last spring we had a green reflection coming into the house from the leaves on trees and it got her upset about green magic. One day she freaks me out by telling me in her frank tone that she had a dream that we were in an accident and went spinning around and around all over the place. Let me tell you I have been driving like an old lady ever since. So again we were watching some other tv show about the three pigs and suddenly it hits me "ah ha" .. the three little pigs is really all about a tornado. Duh. I always thought it was about being practical and planning before you take action. I still never share this with her, but I start wondering if somehow she has a tramatic past life memory of a tornado. Then she stopped talking about her past life until recently when her sister started up on it. Last night as if to "fill in" on her sister's story she elaborates and says as if it is all coming back to her that "yes L the room was all messy because there was a Twister and the room got all messed up and there was metal and toys and dolls everywhere and pokey edges and they were spinning around and around." She then started to try to remember her parent names and thought she got it but it was either jibberish or another language. It may have been another language because she has always insisted that she "knows how to speak Spanish".