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When I was little and told my parents I was full from dinner, they would tell me to open my mouth, look in it, and then say, "no your not." I used to think there were these little jars in the back of my mouth that would fill up and tell them if I was full or not.
As a child, somehow I got into my brain that if I swallowed the food whole, that I would get all the nutrients I need, because chewing took all the nutrients out.
So for about a month I swallowed beans whole and kernels of corn and such, until my mother told me it was all bloody stupid and I dropped it.
When I was a tot- I thought that when I swallowed food, there were lots of little elf type men chopping it up into smaller pieces as it went down my throat and into my stomach.
I used to believe that when you ate, the food would be put in your stomach whole (despite the whole chewing thing..). It'd all pile up, like a bad game of tetris. My aunt led my sister and I to believe there was always room for ice cream though, because of the 'trickle down' effect. The ice cream was the only thing that changed shaped-- it'd slowly make its way down your tummy through the cracks between the foods you've already eaten.
My mother used to say that if went to sleep without eating first, we would eat our fingers. My sister and I every morning we used to check our hands.
When I was younger, I believed that when you ate food, it would all gather in your stomach until one day you were too full to eat anymore. I started to eat less and less, afraid I would explode if I ate too much. It never occured to me that when you pooped or peed that was the food leaving my body. I always thought they were just things humans had to do.
wen i was littel i thought that wen u ate ur food went to ur feet and worked its way up, so wen my parents would ask how full i was i would point to the shin on my right leg, and theyd say well, eat to the same spot on ur other leg, and then u can have dessert.
Whenever my mom told me I needed to finish dinner in order to have desert, I would argue with her. I used to say that I had multiple stomachs, just like a cow...one for breakfast, one for lunch, one for dinner, then another seperate one just for desert. It never worked though :/
When i was a toddler i sued to believe that if you ate soap you would blow bubbles for the rest of your life.
my parents used to tell me if you ate raw carrots,you would vomit your intestines.
for some odd reason I was sure that my food, once swallowed, went down to dwell in the land of my stomach, and would have all kinds of adventures.. so, I literally used to speak to my food (how embarassing) and try to tell them who was allowed to be king, in the realm of my tummy. the worst part about it was when a friend came over, and i didn't want to eat my food without instructing it, but I also knew I would be humiliated if I was found out! This was about the age of 4 or 5.
I used to believe that a town of little people lived in my stomach and that everything I ate or drank went through their little factories and then they would eat it too. I used to pretend that I would have conversations with the head of the factories about what things I should eat or drink more of since they were running out. I had a very active imagination. :)
I had my third child when my oldest was only 4 years old. I took it for granted that he understood what breastfeeding was since I had breastfed his younger brother for a year and now was breastfeeding his little sister. One night when I was feeding her on the couch, I winced and sort-of let out a yelp as she first latched on. My oldest son was watching and said, "Mommy, do you want me to go get her a bottle so she doesn't have to eat your body?" It was so sweet and pitiful! I tried to explain breastfeeding as best as you can to a 4 year old!
when i was little my mom told me that if i didn't wash my mouth after eating i'd grow a moustache. i thought men were really disgusting people.
when i was little, maybe about 5, i used to eat at least 10 times a day, and my mom told me that if i contiuned to eat that much, one day id turn into a blow fish, and id float away untill someone found me and poped me, she made it such a big deal, even now at the age of 23 when i eat alot i think of the blow fish
When my sister was little, she would never like to eat so everytime she refused to eat, my mom and i would say "if you don't eat you'll turn invisable! Oh my goodness your turning invisible!!! hurry and eat!!!" She would run and eat every time.
My earliest memory in sitting in preschool at snack time eating, but taking little bites and chewing quickly because I didn't realize you could breath out of your nose if there was something in your mouth. All the sudden it hit me and I felt like I discovered something amazing.
I used to believe that when you ate, the food just built up in your body and you died when you got all filled up. I was terrified of eating too much because I didn't want to fill up too fast and die.
As I child, I had a skewed version on how the digestive system works. I didn't understand the concept of acids then, so I thought that there were tons of sharp blades and rotating turbines to keep the food down in your throat.Then went into your intestines, which were like little subway stations. All the food bits would then be delivered to the correct spots in your body.
I remember my mom told me once that if I ate dust I would grow bacteria in my stomach, but instead of bacteria (when I was telling all my friends on the play ground) I said cafeteria. :O Oops!