When my third child was about 2 years old, she was having a fit in the car because she was hungry. I told her to wait, that when we got home I would give her somthing to "Tide her over", meaning to stave off her hunger til dinner-time. Silence. A moment later, she let out a wail of such grief and fear, and she began to sob hysterically. "What's the matter, honey?" I asked, quite concerned. Between sobs, I discovered she was afraid I was going to tie her up, and so she pleaded with me...."Please, mommy, don't tie me over, please don't tie me over!"
A childhood belief about speaking
others believed things like this
- When I asked my dad how bees collect honey he told me that they carry around little tiny buckets. — Shana
- I used to believe waffles were honey combs and thats why you would pour honey on it — Gaby
- Mom told us that if we didn't eat every single bite of our veggies at dinner time, we'd get colon cancer.Anon
- i was afraid to use my dad's hairbrush because i thought it would give me gray hairs.Anon
- When I was younger I asked my parents:
"If bees make honey, do flys make marmalade?"— Mike - I use to beleive that bitting my nails will give me powers to stop being afraid. — scaredy cat