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my dad works at a waste water treatment plant (where all the waste goes), and when my little brother was being potty trained, we would have him call my dad whenever he did #2, and my dad would "look out for it" and verify that his "present" had arrived safely.
Once when I was way younger (about 4) I overused the toilet paper and it clodded the toilet.My mom told me never to do that again,and I thought she meant not to use toilet paper.
I guess you can tell what I didn't do,until I was 7.
when i was little i thought that when u pied u shrunk and when short ppl passed i wud be like "wow u sure pee a lot"...i was a wierd little gurl
For some reason, i thought that inside my ass was a whole tiny villiage of people, and when i had to do a poo, the town policeman would come out into the main square and hold all the traffic up while he directed the poo on its way out, like a traffic cop. I have no idea where this idea sprung from!
I grew up on a dairy farm and often saw my uncles moving loads of manure around in wheel barrels to take it to be used as fertilizer for the garden. As a kid I believed that there was a door inside my anus and behind that door there was a tiny man with a wheel barrel full of poo. When the wheel barrel was full of poo the little man would knock on the door, and his knocking would get louder and more urgent the longer I waited. When I really had to go, I would exclaim, "The door's about to BREAK!"
I remember getting up at night, going to my parents room, and explaining to my dad that I'd had a wet dream. Dad told me how I was a growing boy, and I felt quite proud (sex education the day before). ..... It turned out that I'd just wet the bed, again.
My little sister was three when my mother came into the living room asking who had forgotten to flush the toliet. My sister ran into the bathroom and declared "it was me that's my color" She though everyone peed their favorite color!
When I was quite small, my mother referred to having a BM as "grunting." I even now suppress a giggle when I read a sentence in a novel that goes something like, "He grunted in reply."
When I was little i believed u only had to poop a limited amount of times, and when i counted down to 0, I celebrated cuz i thought i wouldnt have to crap anymore
But when I had to go again i was so mad
when i was a kid i thought that girls use to pee out of their butts.
I'm a girl, and used to believe that I peed outta the Front hole, and pooped outta the middle hole. Then one day I discovered the back hole, and earlier that day I had heard the term "rip you another asshole" so, I thought someone had "ripped me another asshole"... I ran to my mom, and she told be otherwise(I was like 6)
I used to believe that girls pee out of their butts (My mom told me so.). One day, me and a girl started arguing about how they pee and she said that they didn't. I was shocked. She told me the truth, and I misheard her thought she said they pee out of
"Chinas." I was so confused. It wasn't until the next year in 6th grade Family Life that I learned the truth about all of the things I never understood.
When I was little I remember the teacher asking "Does anyone need to go to the potty?" I totally thought she meant "party" so I was like "ooh! me! me!". Boy, I was disapointed when she took me to the bathroom and there was no party. The funny part is that I did that more than once.
As a child, I was told not to shower during a lightning storm because water acts as a conducter for electricity and that if lightning struck a water pipe underground while I was in the shower, I could be electricuted. As a result, I was afraid to urinate during lightning storms because I figured the electricity could travel through the pipes and up the stream of urine to my little guy.
As a kid, me and my two brothers went to the public restrooms together. THose two always went peeing in teh urinals and told me to go in the stall, regardless of what kind of business I need to do. I used to believe that the youngest member of tha group always takes the stall in a public restroom out of being formal. Later, I realized that I was too short to use the urinals back then.
My mom had an easy time potty training me. She said if I didn't go to the bathroom at the right time it would all back up and come out my mouth.
I used to think tampons are plugs for uncontrollable urnating for womens because I always see my mom putting it in on while sitting on a toilet seat. I thought she was just plugging her pee hole cuz she was contsantly peeing for a very long time and doesnt have time to empty her very large bladder.
When my (much) younger sister was six or so, I made some sort of comment to her about food turning into poo. She looked confused, and I said "When you eat food, it goes though your body and comes out as poo. Didn't you know that?"
She looked confused.
"Where did you think poo came from?"
She admitted that she thought a machine came into her room at night and "put poo up my bum for the next day."
I have >no< idea where she got that idea, but you can bet I'm going to mention it at her wedding reception.
When I was 6 I thought the reason my poop was brown was because I had brown skin. It seemed logical since the dalmation down the street pooped white.
I was just a little confused when I was about six years old. I was having trouble "poo-ing," and after trying for what seemed like forever I ran to the living room where I cried "Mom, I'm COMPLICATED!" When she had figured out what I was talking about (and the laughter subsided) she explained to me that the words was constipated.. not complicated.