When I was younger, I had a bedwetting problem and my mother used to put one of those puddle-pads on my bed at night. I grew out of this by the time I was about six, and once when I was probably around eight or nine I was at my grandparents' house. My grandma was putting what looked like a puddle-pad on my bed, and, infuriated that she would assume I would wet the bed, I cried out:
"Hey! I don't need those any more, what are you doing?!"
She couldn't stop laughing and finally explained that it was just a cotton pad to make the mattress more comfortable.
A childhood belief about weeing and pooing
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that My grandparents didn't have any other name except grandma and grandpa.— Emelia
- i used to believe cotton candy was real cotton after going to chuckie cheese and my brother told me— jennifer
- I used to think that cotton candy was made from actual cotton so I never wanted to try itAnon
- i used to belive that the cotton and the cotton candy were the same things and for this reason i ate both.— tiziana
- My grandma told me and my sisters that the boogie man lived in her basement and if we cried he would get us.— Paulette
- I used to believe that cotton candy was made out of cotton and sugar.— Ezy