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When I was before the age of five, I used to believe when a couple married, they would totally change their names. So when my aunt would call my mom, Jean,I would think,"hmmm, I wonder what her name was before she was married?
My younger cousins all believed at around four that you could marry your cousin.I have had over six proposals from younger cousins...you learn to become very tactful
When I was younger, I believed that getting married was something that everyone had to do when they got to a certain age (like buying a house) and that when adults had boyfriends or girlfriends, it was because they had gotten divorced and needed someone around while they looked for a new spouse and they were going to get rid of that boy/girlfriend as soon as they found one.
I once believed that when couples got married, they decided together on a last name that described them somehow, and passed it on to their children. The belief was logical for me. It so happened that my grandmother on my father's side, whose last name was Foote, had a deformed foot. On my mother's side, my great-grandmother who loved to cook did indeed have the last name of Cook... it just worked out that way in my family, and I thought it was that way in all families.
I used to believe that, because my parents were 4 years apart, every couple had to be four years apart to get married, and that the man ALWAYS had to be older.
I used to believe that I could marry my dad and i would always talk about marrying him when I grew up
When I was little, I thought that you had to marry someone who was born on the same date as you.
I read a book once, as a kid, in which someone who was marrying someone else said "he's dark-haired and I'm blonde. Admirable". As a result, I thought that this was the best possible arrangement, while marriages in which both parties were blonde or brunette were somehow inferior, and marriages between blonde men and brunette women were perfectly impossible.
My son and I were in a friend's bridal party when he was a few months shy of his third birthday - his job was to walk the flower girl, Nicole, down the aisle. About six months later, we were watching a movie when a wedding scene came on - he pointed to the TV and said, "Look Mommy! That looks just like when I married Nicole!".
When reading the captions on wedding pictures in local newspapers and it said, for example, "Jon Smith and Jane Jones, both from Avenue Road married at....." that they lived next door to each other. I was amazed by how many neighbours got married.
I was about 6ish, sitting in (Catholic) church, listening to an Old Testament reading where I swore it implied that is was okay for a married couple to have one “affair,” but after that, no more. That’s not all – I then believed that an “affair” was when your parents argued amongst each other. Imagine my surprise on hearing what “affair” really meant and the Church's true feelings on this subject.
When I was younger, I used to beleive that you have to be older than the girl to get married. I was mad because I liked this girl (I was in kindergarten I think) and I said I wanted to marry her and I couldn't becuase I was younger than her.
When I was little I used to beleive that when a guy got married his name was automatically changed from the full version to the short version (such as Phillip becomes Phil) and he would have to use that version. I got this because my dad, uncle and most of the other guys in my family all used the short version of their name and I was horrified about that because I hated (and still do) the short version of my name (Matt).
When me and a friend were in Kindergarten, we both liked our two best guy friends. We decided that we would get married to both of these boys, and each of us would get one of the boys for a month, and then we would switch every other month.
In primary school, I believed you had to marry someone from your class. My mother then told me that I wouldn't marry anyone I knew from school, that it would be someone I'd meet later in life. She was right about that for me, but two of my primary school classmates DID end up getting married.
I Used To Believe That You Can Marry Your Sister Or Cousin As Optional!
Up until I was about 6, I wanted to marry my dad when I grew up. I thought this was perfectly acceptable, since we already loved eachother.
When I was about 7 or 8 my grandmother got divorced. I used to watch Happy Days a lot at that point so one day I went up to my grandmother and told her she was "Hot to Trot". She wasn't impressed. I had NO idea what it really meant or why she was mad at me.
When I was little older people were always talking about dumping each other. Now, I knew they were breaking up with each other but I thought they were literally "dumping" each other. They would take a bucket of water and dump it over the other person's head!
When I was little, I saw a movie where two people went up to a glass wall in a hospital and pointed to a baby and said, "Look! That's our baby!" I thought this meant that people laid out babies in hospitals attached to churches, and after people got married they'd go and pick out their baby next door.
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