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As a little kid, whenever my picture was taken, I would stretch my lips out so that my upper lip was up, and my lower lip was down, as I thought I was smiling when I did this. But when I eventually looked at my family's pictures on Picasa, I was in for a big surprise!
I have an Aunt Joanne. I used to think she was the owner of every Jo-Ann's Fabrics in existence. I later learned there were other Jo-Anns in the world--who knew?
When I was about 5 years old, I used to think that I swim very well. My father said that I was a successful swimmer. After many years, I saw my childhood photo and realized I wasn' t swimming too good. Actually, I was swimming on the shore of the sea.
When I was a child, I used to believe that my dad was the most powerful and strong man on earth.
when we were young my gran threatend to call the man with the van with the yellow wheels, who would come to take us away
When I was six, my dad (I now know jokingly) told me I was adopted. I believed it for a decade until we had a row about something completely unrelated that climaxed in my screaming "YOU DON'T CARE BECAUSE I'M ADOPTED!" Ugh!
My husband had an old uncle with a wooden leg, and taht uncle told all the kids in the neighborhood that a little bird lived in his peg. My husband believed him.
i used to believe that i was bought at the supermarket. my mum found me between the mayonaise and the frozen chickens. my family kept the receipt in case they wanted to return me.
When I was really little my parents went on holiday and my nan came to look after me. I'd never been around her without my parents around, and was worried because I thought she'd turn into some kind of wicked witch grandma, obviously some kind of amalgam from different fairy tales. The week leading up to it was torture. I'm glad to report we had a great time, although maybe it just seemed that way because I was so relieved not to have ended up in her cooking pot...
i used to think only children whose parents don't want them anymore goes to childcare centre.
I was an inquisitive child. Whenever there was something my parents couldn't explain there way out of they'd say "It's in the rule book." When I asked to see the rule books they'd insist only parents can see the rule book, and everyone gets it when they have a child so they know all the parenting rules.
They kept this up until I was about 8 or 9!
this guy i used to go to school with thought that Ned Kelly was his uncle
As a disney-saturated child, I once told my pregnant mom that I wanted the baby to be a boy so I could marry him when i grow up.
When `i was like 4 my mum made a comment that my brother who was 5 was the "spon of satan" I then asked what this ment and was convinced for years that my brother was actually fathered by satan even telling my father that my mum had told me he wasn't my brothers dad but it was ok cos he was mine
When i was little and sitting next to my mom and we were breathing in the same rhythm i always thought that meant we were born at the exact same minute (but on a different day) like she was born at 3:10 AM and so was I.
My dad has a little hole by ear. I think it's a birth mark or something, but when I was about six he told me and my sister that he was going to get his ear peirced and the guy missed...
My ears still aren't peirced...
When I was little, I thought babies were born out of your belly button, and people with "outie" belly buttons had to go to the baby store and buy a baby. I also thought you could buy a boyfriend/girlfriend if you went to the back room of a Wal-Mart.
WHen I was little maybe 7-9 years old, I was really shelter from the harshness of life by my momther. My mom's husband my stepdad was rarely being seen for some time and to me it was no big deal.
One day he was home with us and my mom non-chalant asked for something I thought was very special from him. Never in my wildest naivete was this request something that would effect our lives.
"Jay...I want a divorce."
I thought, "Oh mom wants another present or something for herself nice." I didn't know a divorce meant the worst for a marriage. I will never forget hearing that statement comng from her again.
When I was around five or six, I once asked my parents that if I hadn't been born into their family would I have been born into somebody else's. It took a while for my dad to stop laughing ...
When my little brother was about four or five, he explained to me that he expected us both to grow up and our parents to actually become younger from a certain point on. In his imagination, brothers and sisters ALWAYS got married later on - and the parents then ALWAYS turned into their children! It still makes me smile, and I also think this idea is cute... every family remains an intact unit!
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