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I used to think that all dads were older than moms. I think this was because both my grandpas were older than my grandmas and all my friends' dads were older than their moms. The thing is, my mom is two years older than my dad! I was relieved when I found this out, because I always got along better with boys at school who were younger than me.
I used to think I was adopted and that my real parents were in some source of trouble so they put me in a trash can to keep me safe. Both of them were supposed to have been killed. so my real parents found me in the trash can.
I used to think that Grown-ups couldn't cry. I was 5 and my mom and dad were going through a divorce. i had never seen a Grown up cry. I just thought that they didnt cry. Up until the day my mom feel through the attic.... she was so upset about the divorce and trying to be so strong for me, my sister and my brother that she just broke down.
I remember just being shocked... and I asked her how she could cry.....
when i was little, i was convinced by my mom that you could love up to the moon. so when we would argue over the phone when i would go to montana i would say "i love you to the moon so i win" and then i would hang up and expect to see hearts all the way up to the moon. i was kinda immature. ot her than that i was fairly logical and normal.
when i was little, i was looking at photos of my brother and sister (i'm the baby) and i saw tons and tons of them but not even one of me and i ran up to my mom crying and i told her "mama, why didn't you tell me i was adopted?" and she just laughed....
I used to believe my Mum had lied that my father was dead. I believed he was hiding from us and would one day come back to surprise us. I could only hope...
My parents have the same birthday (but my father is a year older than my mother), so I automatically assumed that ALL parents had the same birthday. When we went to a neighbors house for their birthday, I couldn't understand why it was only one person's birthday, and not both. It took me a good two hours to realize that most people's parents don't have the same birthday.
I used to belive that my mum and dad lived together cause they were brother and sister
My Grandad used to tell me that he had a twin brother - he used to show me a passport photo of himself and say that it was his brother. When I asked why I had never met him, he said that he lived too far away!
I used to think my grandma was THE Mary Poppins.
when I was little, I didn't understand that my grandparents were my parents's parents. I thought they were just two people called grandma and grandpa. And I didn't know the difference between the two grandmas when mom would say that grandma's coming over. I would ask which one? The grandma with the white hair or the grandma with the dark hair!
My big sister once told me that I was purchased by my parents at a K-Mart store on a blue light special. I believed that for a couple years until I brought it up to my mom one day. She set me straight after laughing hysterically.
When I was a little kid, probably 3 or 4, I would never go to my older sister, Julie, when she wanted me to (she's 9 yrs. older than me). Subsequently SHE came up with the brilliant idea of hiding in our closet and calling me into our room. When I innocently entered the bedroom, she'd throw the A&W bear (of whom I had an irrational fear) at me. Then when I started screaming & crying, & jumping up & down, she'd run over, grab me & say, "Come to DooDoo!!! I'll protect you!!!" To this day, I still can't go to sleep if the closet doors or bureau drawers aren't shut all the way.
Oh, the power an older sibling has to warp a poor child's mind...
My Uncle Joe used to tell me he'd squash me like a bug....and then ask me to come hug him. I really believed he'd squash me.
When I was about 4 or 5, my dad had me convinced that he had once caught a bullet in his teeth. I believed that until I was, oh, about 12 or so, when a friend told me that was impossible and I was stupid.
I have three older brothers who used to tease me and make up all kinds of things that I, with my active imagination, would believe. When I was around 8 or 9 years old, they told me Dad was in the Ku Klux Klan, and that he hid his white sheet in the closet. I searched for quite a while and never found the KKK sheet. Of course, it was a big joke. I never found it to be funny!
i used to think that if you were a boy your younger sibling would have to be a sister and vice verca (sp?)
I used to believe that every dad has moustaches! If someone has not, he just must haven't children. I believed only in cartoons can be fathers without moustaches. Really! (I don't know why)
My problem was with 'curiosity killed the cat.' I heard that a lot. But, when I asked my parents to tell me the underlying fable or parable - they wouldn't! They said there was no underlying story. I didn't believe them and though they just didn't want to take the time to tell me the story that that line came from. It would really piss me off.
I used to believe that my grandmother was Mary Poppins when she was younger. She kept telling me how she was able to fly with an umbrella and go on merry-go-rounds when the horses went off the track. I believed this until I was 12 or 13 when I found out that her real maiden name was Martha Poppins (pretty similar to Mary Poppins).
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