body parts: general

I used to believe that all of the food a person ate went into their legs. As their legs filled up, they had to get them cut off and replaced with newer, longer legs: that's how people get taller!

If people got lazy and didn't change them, then the legs just got fat.

Some people couldn't afford 2 whole new legs, so they would get one new one and take off the other, full leg (amputees).

When I was little I used to believe that when you lost a tooth, if you didn't stick your tongue in the gap of where it was a gold tooth would grow in there. My Grandfather had told me that and no matter how hard I tried, I could never keep my tongue out of the gap. Needless to say I never grew in a gold tooth!!

When I was a little girl I firmly believed that the true sign of childhood wealth was wearing braces. I had stubbornly staright teeth AND a poor family. No hope for braces for me. After hearing a child at school murmer about me being traler trash, I vowed that i would make everyone think I was rich. I arrived at school the next day- and everyday for several weeks wearing tin foil on my teeth.

I'm left-handed, and since my mom and sister were right-handed, I figured that all guys were lefties and all girls were righties. When I figured out that my dad is also a righty, it threw me off, and then I realized that I'm just an oddball.

I used to think that people in the ARMY had green blood. This is b/c I grew up on a farm sometimes army worms would cover the field and when like all kids you'd squish 'em and they would goo green . I thought this until I was like 6 and saw my uncle who was in the ARMY get cut and it was RED!

when i was around 5 years old, I asked my mom what a "booty" was. She told me (i still don't know why she said this) that a booty was a foot. I suspected she was lying to me, and for the longest time, I wasn't sure if booty was a foot or butt.

My fingers got squashed a couple times when i was very little, and so I knew that it made you cry. I would bite my baby dolls' fingers, because that's how I got them to cry, and then I would shush them.

When my parents brought my little brother home, he looked like a baby doll to me ... and yes, he certainly did cry like my dolls did. But he wouldn't shush like I wanted him to, and I got in DEEP TROUBLE for biting him!

I used to believe breasts were pronounced "breests", vagina was pronounced "Vageena", uterus was pronounced "Ooterus", and pubic hair was "public hair".

My Dad used to look closely into my ear and say he could see through to the other side ... and I believed him!!

I played the "I got your nose" game w/ my little brother when he was around 4. He really thought I had his nose, and begged that I give it back, so I put my thumb/"his nose" into my mouth, and pretended to eat and swallow it. He started crying and i had to get a mirror to show him his nose was still there.

I used to think that if you cracked your knuckles they would get big and you would have arthritis when you got old because of it.

As a child my parents told me that if I kissed the boys my teeth would all fall out. Needless to say, I used to kiss my little boyfriende anyway, and I thought I was getting away with it, too, until my teeth started dropping out!

I used to think that all your teeth fell out at once and spent many a moment worrying myself how i would eat when it happened.

When I was a child my mother reliably informed me that if I didn't wash behind my ears I would grow mushrooms. I held this belief so long I can't tell you! And now of course....I tell my children the same.

One time when I was 4 years old my parents played on a soft-ball team. I remember that this guy was injured and people helped him into our van and my dad drove him to the hospital.
When dad came back to take us home I was very afraid to get in the back of the van. There was a red blob in the back bigger than my fist. When my mom asked what was scaring me. I said "guts". I didn't know what "guts" looked like but for sure I believed that the blob in the back of the van was the injured player's "guts".
They were just a pair of socks rolled into a ball... but I believed they were "guts".

I used to believe that the size of a person's nostril was in direct ratio to the size of their fingers for ease of picking. I also thought that if you had small nostrils and big fingers, that the nostril actually stretched out to accomodate the finger, so the person would get bigger nostrils.