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When I was a little girl my dad closely resembled William Shatner on Star Trek. I asked my dad if that was his brother and he said yes. So, of course, I believed him. The same thing with my uncle who looked like the country singer Don Williams. He said "Sure he's my brother!" I was soooo clueless about how families work. I told everyone that Captain Kirk and Don Williams were my uncles.
Coming from a 100% Italian family, it was always interesting to me to have an Irish Aunt. I would manage to sit next to her at family gatherings and look up in amazement at her beautiful red hair. Once she told me that she would talk to Leprechauns every night and that she could see them because she was Irish. i would sit there with my mouth open listening to stories she told me of the wee people (leprechauns)...I am sure she had a good time with this..LOL
When I was two and three I was completely convinced that I had a brother. I told everyone everything that my brother said and did. He was the coolest brother ever and we had sooo much fun together. One problem, I was an only child. One day I told my mom that I was pregnant so I could have a baby for her so I could finally be with my brother. The people at preschool asked my parents why my brother didn't come with me. I still didn't have a brother.
When my mom picked me up from school I'd say "Wait! We forgot something! We forgot my brother!" and my mom would say "Where do I go to get him?" and I'd say "Make a right at the light."
She of course went left and we went home without my brother.
I took 20 years of trying for my parents so after another four my mom eventually gave up. She didn't tell anyone though. The next day the phone rang and someone she worked with called and said they were taking care of a child that needed a home.
We set up a meeting and I met my brother for the first time. I was like "finally!!"
The preschool teachers were kind of confused about how I didn't have a brother but then suddenly did.
I was on top of the world though and I didn't have to give birth!
I used to believe that all dads were older than all moms. I thought htat was the way it had to be, so I was shocked to find out that my mom was older than my dad. I was in denial for so long after that.... They couldn't convince me that I was wrong, and a person's mom could be older than that person's dad.
I used to have a dream where my auntie would offer a Ferro Rocha and she would chew it up and stick it out on her tongue.
I was so scared every time my auntie came round I hid from her.I have realised she is a great auntie.
My dad works on a minesite, which means flying there, working for two weeks and then being home for one. My little brother was certain when we dropped Dad off at the airport he got on his plane and flew around and around the moon for two weeks until we went to pick him up again.
When I was little I used to believe everyones auntie was called Dawn. Because both of mine were and my best friends. And my brother!!
I used to believe that my mum will give me an older brother.
I'm the only child in my family. And I really hoped to have an elder brother to take care of me. So when I was very small, I asked my mum to bear me an elder brother. After hearing my wish, my mum was very surprised and she said, honey, I can't bear you an elder brother because you are our first child and even if I bear another baby, it will be younger than you!
I felt very depressed. But after deeply thought, I got an idea. I told my mum that she can first eat me, and bear me an elder brother, then she can bear me again, then I would be the younger one. :P
I used to believe that my parents were angels because every morning when I would wake up they would be upstairs but I never heard them come upstairs, so I thought they flew there.
When I was little, my great-grandma told me that she had an invisible thinking-cap that only worked when she tugged on her ear, pressed her nose and made a weird noise. I asked her why I didn't have one, and she told me that mine was still growing on the back of my head. So for ages, every time I saw her, I'd ask her to check and see if my thinking-cap had gotten any bigger.
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.
My parents used to tell my sister and I that they were going to "sell us to the gypsies" if we did not be quiet in the car. I thought gypsies at the time were friends of Ronald McDonald (like hamburgler) and never understood why that was so threatening. Needless to say it didn't make us any more quiet.
when my mommy nags me about something that i did wrong I always called on my frienbd tru phone... she also sad that she also gets nagged by her mommy... Now we had this belief that every night when all children are asleep... parents form a secret society in a place and talk wityh each other on their next plan to ruin our days...
ha ha ha we had such large imaginations!
Thank Mork and Mindy and my very eccentric father, but I was a firm believer that my mom (who was from another country) and my dad (because he said he was) were aliens. We heard the word alien a lot around the house, so it was quite possible that our parents were aliens and my dad hatched my mom. So I concluded that my mom came from the egg, like Mork. My dad hatched her and loved her, like Mindy loved Mork, and one day we were all going to be picked up while we were driving because the moon was always following us. So it had to be waiting for us to stop so it could pick us up. I mean obvious right?
I used to call my granparents Omi and Opi, thinking that it was their real names. At the time I thought how cool that they met and their names rhymed, it wasn't until I was about 8 that I realised that Omi and Opi are grandma and grandpa in german.
I used to believe my parents were speaking in a different language when they spoke to each other because I was too young to understand
I used to believe that when my parents put me and my younger sister to bed it was so they could take off their masks and relax because they were really aliens, it wasnt until years later that i discussed this with my sister and found out she thought the same thing . FREAKY !
When I was about 4 or 5, my granpa had died. My granma, instead of wallohing, she decided to have a party. Being the strange family that my family was, they made a joke that my grandmaa was having a sex change. And for the longest time, until I was about 10 or 11, I had avoided my grandma because I thought that she had been dating herself.
My fanily got a big kick out of that once I told them why I had been avoiding her.
I used to believe that a family had to have one mom, a dad, a son, a daughter, and a baby of any gender. Since I am an on;y child, I thought my family wasn't a real family.
When I was in kindergarten, my friend always talked about her cousin. One day I decided to ask her what a cousin was (at the time I didn't have any cousins, so I didn't know what it meant) and she said "it's like a baby brother or sister", so being only five or six, I thought it WAS a baby brother or sister. I thought it was a fancy/smart way of saying brother or sister. So throughout the rest of the school year, I referred to my younger brother as my cousin since I thought it would make me cool, until my mom told me that I don't have any cousins. I was pretty disappointed, and everyone thought I had a really cool cousin.
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