A little different answer:
My father is a failed career criminal. Money laundering, drug trafficking - that sort of thing. He and my mom divorced when I was young for obvious reasons but they maintained a friendly relationship their kids. Needless to say, I had a very different childhood.
But some things I never really got to experience as a kid:
In a way, I'm as informed on "adult" things as any other person is but I have no idea what it means to be a child since I have no memory of playing with toys or having birthday parties growing up. I spent Christmas with an ex-girlfriend's family years ago and it was the first time in my life I got to experience the warm loving family thing I used to watch on TV. For a long time, I thought it was just a TV trope like New York City with only white people. Don't get me wrong, my parents loved me but they had to be pragmatic about a lot of things.