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When I was little my mom made dinosaur cookies. One time a dinosaurs head broke off. I was like mom you chopped off his head! She said no no. He just laughed too hard so it snapped. He's alright.
When I was little I used to think about french fries. I though that the ends with the potatoe skin on the ends were really snake skin.
I used to believe that if I ate enough carrots, my eyes would turn blue! (My mother used to tell me this to make me eat more vegetables.)
I heard of turtle soup when I was little. I thought tomato soup was turtle soup. I thought it should be green but I reasoned that it was red because turtles had red blood. I loved tomato soup and I thought it was neat that I was eating turtles.
As a kid, I thought the job of the slaves in the Old South was to make butter. They did this by peeling the bark off a tree trunk, looping a rope around the trunk, and pulling the rope back and forth between two people to work the butter off the trunk.
(Although maybe margarine *is* made that way...)
i used to think when you ate, the food just sat in your stomach untill little rats ran in and ate it up. weird i know!
My dad told me that Jello, which i still think is very delicious, is made out of horse hoofs, back when i was eight. I still don't believe him.
I used to believe that nacho cheese was an actual kind of cheese, as in how cheddar, Swiss, pepper jack, etc. are all kinds of cheese.
I used to believe that if you ate too much cheese you would turn into a mouse. My cousins only told me that to make me stop eating cheese because I definetly ate too much cheese.
When i was around 3 i was very smart for my age and my mom basically made me a wierd little kid. She taught me never ever EVER eat dessert before your real food and i thought it was the law and so at my aunts wedding i saw her eating wedding cake and i ran up to her screaming NONONO u cant do that u have to eat real food FIRST and THEN you can have junk food!!! (i did the same thing at lunchtime in kindergarden, no wonder i was unpopular)
When I was little my dad told me that if you drank too much coffee it would make your skin turn black.
That donuts where healthy!!!
My little cousin recently asked me, "Cinnamon? (pronounced sin-a-mawn) Is that a kind of Pokémon?"
I used to think that Boysenberry pie was "Poisonberry pie". I didn't want to eat any until my mom told me what it really was. My sister then asked why it couldn't be called "Girlsenberry" instead of Boysenberry.
when i was little my mom used to tell me if you eat food before you go to sleep you will have nighmares
I used to believe that the green stuff in fried oysters was spinach, which relates to another Popeye-related belief.
In order for my mom to get me to eat certain foods she would assighn them different names. She would call tomatoes cherry tomatoes and since i love fruit i would eat them. She also called fried egss bubble eggs. I think I was about 15 and we went to a resturant and someone asked me what kind of eggs i wanted and I said Bubble eggs please. I was totally emberassed when I found out that Bubble eggs were really fried eggs.
I can remember telling my dad that when i was "grown up" i could eat nuts, to me "grown up" was about 6years old, as i'd need my teeth to be strong and in my head, that was when that happened!
I tried one walnut and I hated it. :) i guess being grown up doesn't mean you automatically like nuts.
When I was four, one morning I got up and declared to my family that I was going to be a bird that day. I kept it up all morning, chirping and such. I think I avoided talking even. I hopped down the hill with Mom to pick up my older sister from school at lunchtime. Then came the BIG DEAL. My mother tried to feed me worms for lunch, which was actually spaghetti. I freaked out, threw the spaghetti on the floor and wailed for a long time. I couldn't eat spaghetti again until about grade three.
I was upset that Mrs. Butterworths did not actually speak. The first time I had Mrs Butterworths syrup my older sister told me that she wasn't speaking because she was dead. She couldn't breathe in the shopping bag from the grocery store and she suffocated on the way home. I cried for a long time at that one.
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