A childhood belief about toys

When I was little, thanks to ideas planted in my head by Toy Story, I used to think that toys came to life when you left the room and went back to their old positions when you came back. I'd say loudly "I am leaving now" to my toys and stand outside my room to try and hear them, but then I thought that they knew I was there. I'd tell them "You know, it's okay, I know you guys can talk, you don't have to hide it," but they'd never talk. Finally I called them all meanies because they wouldn't talk, then I apologized and "forgave" them for not talking, and said that if they wanted, they didn't have to talk to me. I was a weird little kid.