grown-ups

I thought babysitters would sit on babies who mis behave. I would cry forever when mom said she would call a babysitter for me. can't we come up with a better word for babysitter?

I used to believe…

When I asked my dad where he met my mum, he told me he went to a shop and chose her. For years I thought when I was old enough I could go to a Wife Shop and pick out who I wanted.

I used to believe…

as a child i used 2 believe dt my mom dt my mom wld change in2 this so called massive reptile n i used 2 get very scared i used 2 wake up nights juss 2 b ensured she is d same all the time....i was 6 dt time as far as i can rememba

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when I was young,I used to believe that the young ones themselves come after two years of mariage.

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My grandparents all divorced before I was born, so I never actually encountered married elderly people. I came to the conclusion that marriage hadn't been invented yet back then, like colour television or computers.

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when i was in kindergarden, all the other little kids liked playing school and house, but I liked playing office. So, I asked my friend to play office with me and she said , "no thats boring!". So i went to my teacher and said, "No one wants to play office with me!" so she said, "I'll play office with you!" and so i was very satasfied. What i didn't know was that we weren't really playing office, I was helping her do work! I felt so used when i found out!

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when i was liitle (that means 7 or 8) i used to think that my nanny was just a friend of my mums and not her mum.i think i believed this because some children call their child minders nannys so thats how i came to that conclusion

I remember thinking that my parents waited until I went to sleep , to go dancing and frolicking in the night without me. I would jump up to the window over and over to survey the front lawn in case I might catch them having some fun minus me. I thought this alot from about the ages of 4 to about 7 whenever it was bed time.

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When I was 4 and my cousin was 8, I was counting how many years I had to grow to get older. Then I thought, next year I will be 5 and then 6 and then 4 years later I will be 8! And I will be the same age as my cousin! My mom had to explain many times to me that as I grew older, other people (including my cousin), would get older as well.

I spent a summer with my Granparents and we decided to drive up and visit my Aunt and Uncle for a few days. While riding in the car I was looking at my fingernails and asked my Uncle what the little white specks under my fingernails were. He told me that you get those from telling lies. So whenever I lied about something I used to hide my hands all the time. Still a bad habit to this day!!

I used to believe…

When me and my sister used to take baths in the tub my mom would tell us that she had eyes in the back of her head, so that we wouldn't misbehave by splashing water when she had her back turned. It scared the crap outta me, I thought for the longest time my mom was an alien! I'd search long and hard for those eyes when she turned around but never managed to find them, but i figured out that they must be hidden.

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since i was 6 yrs old, i always believed that when ill grow up, ill be DAD.thats the only reason, a child grow-up...

I used to believe…

whenever grown-ups would show me pictures of themselves as children or talk about when they were younger i would not and agree, but secretly i believed that they were just making it up. i thought that there was no way they could have ever been children, and that there was no way i would ever "grow up" and become an adult.

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When I was about six, my cousin told me that a stipper was a dancer, like a ballerina. When ever anyone would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up I would respond with "I want to be a stripper!" Needless to say, they still haven't let me live that one down.

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when i was little, i believed that big people...ie moms and dads, never got threw up and never got zits....lol....lol...wish i had been right!

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Yea,there is no doubt that the children think in there own way and perhaps it would have been a better world sometimes if the cids was in charge.I remember one time when i was a smal kid and was going to the town Copenhagen in the neighbour country Denmark.Was sitting there with my father in a sunny summer day and enjoyed my icecream when two wath i thinked realy fine dressed ladys was pasing our bench there we was sitting and looking at people.I told my father wath it probably was some realy rich ladys considering the nice cloths they was having,He laughd and lay one hand on my shoulder and told me that these fine looking ladys was something they caled prostitues.Didnt have a clue in this time to wath this was so i still think they looked realy pritty.Now he is realy old but sometimes we use to laugh at storys like these from the past when he never ever gets tired to hear them!. :)