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When I was a kid, I wondered why they called it "public hair" when it was so private.
Triplet boys I used to nanny for would get upset if I rolled down the car windows on the way home from the barber...they told me they were afraid that the wind would "blow away their haircuts".
My dad began balding in his twenties, so I've never known him with a full head of hair. Any time my brother or I would do something we weren't supposed to, he would tell us that's why he was bald. My favorite reason for his bald head was jumping on the furniture...
I used to believe that whatever a lady's hair color was when she was pregnant would be the color of the baby's hair. I planned on dying my hair so that I could have blond, brunette, and redhead children.
I used to believe that mustaches were grown from really long nose hairs.
My Daddy is bald. When I was little I'd ask him what happened to his hair, and he'd tell me that one day he shaved it off and it never grew back. I assumed this was true until I relized that he'd gone bald like other men do.
I have to give credit to my 3 year old daughter for this one.
I was in a restroom stall with her at a department store, making sure she took care of business and didn't play around. As she was finishing up and I was gathering our things, I failed to notice her peering under the wall into the stall next to us. She asked me "Mom, is this a girls' bathroom or a boys' bathroom?" Without even thinking, I replied that it was a girl's restroom. She then proceeded to ask. loudly, "Why does that lady have all that hair on her legs like Daddy?" I wanted to flush myself down the toilet.
i used to believe that babies were dumb because their heads were only filled with hair. as they grew hair it made more room for things to be learned, and by the time they got to be old people and balding, it was because they had finally pushed all the hair out by totally filling thier heads with things learned.
When I was little, my mom had a fall, kind of like a small wig or hair extentions, and she kept it in a drawer. I thought it was a mongoose and was completely terrified of it. I was a handful and my older sister watched me everyday while mom was at work. If I got too out of hand, my sister would threaten to get the mongoose out of the drawer. I would scream and cry and beg her not too. After the threat, I was always good as gold. It still freaks me out.
I thought men with moustaches were very brave. Since the moustache hair came directly out of thier nostrials, they had a more difficult time breathing than a man with no facial hair. Beards stayed in place with Elmer's glue.
I used to believe that if and when you got your hair cut it would all bleed
When I was four I had realy long blonde hair but really hated having it brushed. My mom would say "keep still while I brush your hair or it will become a birds nest". For years I was terrified when I bird flew near me as I thought they would lay eggs in my hair.
I remember telling my grandma when I was little that I wanted to get my hair cut longer. I was shocked when she told me that hair can only be cut shorter.
i used to believe that if you shave your head you could grow any type of hair like curly
When my older sister was little, my oldest sister told her that soap would turn your hair white. She believed that for the longest time.
I used to believe that if you went to bed with wet hair, your head would shrink in the night. Due to my Dad telling me that shrunken tribal heads happened that way.
when i was little my nan used to care for me before school, and she used to tie the top half of my hair back in an up-down style. there was always this curly bit that stuck right out of the side of my fringe, and seeing as i had reasonably straight hair, it confused me.
i said "whats that curly bit for?" my nan said "its just a corr flick, thats all"
but i always thought she called it a corn flake. what had curly bits got to do with kellogs cereal?
I once thought that if I ever shaved my pubic hair, it wouldn't grow back again.
I used to beleive that my dad only had a shave on Sundays. Because he got up before me on all the other days.
My sister used to believe that if you ate spaghetti when you were bald the spaghetti would pop out of your head instead of hair.