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When I was little I asked my mum where babies came from and she told me that you got them by preying, and I belived her.
When I was young, my mum told me that old story about kids being brought by storks. I believed in it.
This guy called Mark asked where babies come from. He was told some stuff about semen.
He was confused, because apparantly, people give women mobile phones to have a baby! He was 1 rude toddler.
My sister was convinced of an intricate baby-making process: the prospective mother and father would go into a room, lock the door, and stay awake all night completing a 2-dimensional puzzle of a baby (which they had bought from a special baby store). At the end of the night, the mother would eat the puzzle, and it then took 9 months for the 'puzzle baby' to become a 3-dimensional real baby, at which point the mother would give birth.
My mother told me that when I was 4 and my brother was born I said "that one ugly and bald bring it back for a pretty girl one"and when my grandma brought me to the hospital gift shop and wanted me to pick out a stuffed animal for my baby brother I refused because "I dont like him, he is ugly"
My brother told me that my parents got me at the Salvation Army, and I was thrown in a sale bin, and the only other candidate for adoption in there with me was a kid with no arms or legs.
I used to believe that mommies gave birth to girls and daddies gave birth to boys.
Comment my 3 year old son made when I was trying to explain what a pregnant woman was. I said, pointing out to my son that the fat lady wasn't fat, it was just that she had a baby in her tummy. He turned to me and said, "Daddy why did that lady eat a baby?"
When I was, like, 4 years old I was informed of the 'baby factory'. When ever I misbehaved, my sister, mother, aunt, etc, would threaten me with 'your going to go back to the baby factory!' So one day in a car ride I was being a little brat. Once again 'your going back to the baby factory!' came out. I said 'there is no such thing as the baby factory!' I thought i had out wit them. Turns out on the next block there was a neon sign that had 'Baby Factory' on the side. I was the best behaved child for the next 4 months or so.
We used to beleive that a tadpole swam around in my mum and that was how I was born!
I used to believe that babies came out people's butts, so one day I asked my mom "what happens if you poop when you're giving birth?"
I used to believe that couples could produce babies by literally sleeping with each other, thanks to TV and later on, a little knowledge of sperm + egg = baby. With my child mentality then, that translated to being amazed at the perserverance of sperms being able to err.. propel themselves across from dad to mom without physical contact. Or they could perhaps crawl over the bedsheet to the egg located somewhere on mom. *sheepish grin*
At some point before my little brother was born (I was almost 2), my parents asked me where babies came from. I told them that babies came from Mexico! Evidently my grandparents were there on vacation at the time
when i was young i beleived that when u got married, god automatically made the sperm and the egg unite and kids where made:)
i used to think that if a girl and a boy peed in the same toilet a baby would grow in it.
When I was around 3 years old, I was sitting in my high chair eating lunch when I said to my mum, "I hope you didn't hurt me", and kept on eating.
She asked what I was talking about, so I proceeded to say to her that if I came from her tummy, she must have eaten me, so I hoped that she didn't hurt me while eating me.
My mum had to try very hard to keep from laughing... after that, she proceeded to explain the basic mechanics of reproduction to me. I wasn't very interested at the time, but I have never had misconceptions about reproduction since, and I was able to clarify some very creative ideas my school friends had gotten into their heads upon attaining school age.
My mom had a friend who was pregnant and she was talking about eating a healthy diet to nourish her child. It didn't make sense to me because I thought unborn babies ate stuff like I did. I thought mommies had little kitchens in their bellies so when the baby got hungry, it would just climb up on the counter and pour itself a bowl of Captain Crunch.
I used to believe that a man had as many testicles as he had children. So I thought the Catholic guy next door had nine balls and that I'd only have two kids when I grew up.
i used to believe that couples could choose their children at this big, special place.
When I was about 4 or 5, I couldn't take my eyes of this lady standing in the queue in the bakers. I wondered why on earth she had a football up her dress.Anyway curiosity eventually got the better of me and I asked her inocently in front of every one. Everyone laughed out loud and the lady said "my dear, it's not a football,it's a BABY!
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