family

When I was a kid I once told my my I was very upset that she was white and not black when I was a baby. I thought black kids got chocolate milk from their moms and white kids got white milk. And I wish I had had chocolate milk as a baby.

Jackie

I used to believe that my mother was really terrible at scraping out the bowl when making a cake. I believed this until I was 27 when I was baking a cake with her and showed her how well I cleaned out the bowl and she revealed her evil secret...she always left a little for me!

bowl cleaner

When I was around 4/5 Years old, I used to beileve that I had another mother. My mom ALWAYS used to talk about her Mom. And what they used to do. So I thought I had another mother, and a dog, and a sister. I used to make up stories about me and my "other mother", and how my "dog" could turn off and on lights.

I was a very ODD child..

Jenn

I used to believe that my mom ws Superman or Superwoman cause she would never get sick and always fixd my bike when it was broken

Ernie Babinski

Being one of the younger of nine siblings, the older one's were always tricking us. One favorite one was to say, "it's time to go to the blanket show". I'd say, "yippee.., we're off to a show". Of course there was all, "you've got to be good and go to bed, and then you'll get to go."
It wasn't until my early teens that the penny dropped, that the "blanket show" was them showing me the blankets.

Kaye Ottic

In my earliest memories, I assumed that I would always remain little and have my mother and father (who had always been big, I assumed) taking care of me. I assumed that my sister (who is six years older than I) always had been and always would be intermediate in size between me and my parents.

Heather

When I was little my older sister told me I was adopted and the chiquita banana lady was my mom, aunt jamima was my aunt and uncle ben was my uncle

Confused child

As a disney-saturated child, I once told my pregnant mom that I wanted the baby to be a boy so I could marry him when i grow up.

Rebecca

my dad would always tell us that he knew everything. whenever he'd tell me something new, or answer a question I had, I'd ask him, "how do you know that", or "how do you know how to do that?" and his answer was always, "because daddy knows everything". I really believed he did. I admired him so much and felt so safe knowing he knew everything so I didn't have to worry about anything.

Gina

i used to believe that my mom got pregnant with all four of her children at the same time but just waited awhile to let each one of us out but when she told me that wasnt true i then made up another conclusion and thought that she actually had us all at the same time but got to choose our ages at this time i was 8 our ages where 14,12,10,8

mel

When I was about eight years old, my older cousin turned twenty. Because she was my only cousin living on her own at that time, I thought that she was now an adult, and couldn't be my cousin anymore. (I suppose I figured she'd become my aunt)

Kelsey

When I was about six, my grandfather told me he had the last pet pterodactyl on his block, and it got old and he remembered the day it died.
How silly of me to fall for that!

Ashen

My Grandad used to sit me on his knee to play the piano and sing along... when I was 18, and long after his death, I happened to mention Grandad's piano to my mum and auntie, who took off laughing... it was only then that I realised he never owned a piano; he'd been 'playing' the edge of the kitchen table all along...

Jen

I truly thought my little brother was adopted. The rest of my family had dark brown hair and glasses. My older brother and I were often refered to as twins because we were close in age and looked alike. We also had matching baby blankets and baby books. My little brother, however, came 5 years later, with bright red hair, a chubbier build, and 20/20 vision. Not to mention the fact that he didn't have a baby blanket or baby book.
It wasn't until he grew up and began resembling Dad, that I finally believed he belonged.

Diana

As told by my mother.
When my sister was young, she was very bad and got into everything but one day they found out a way to contain her. How? Babypowder. For some reason she was deathly afraid of the white powdery substance and wouldnt go anear it. So my uncle or whomever would put babypowder to keep her out of the kitchen and once even confinded to a chair and she never left the chair not once. Thank god she isnt afraid of babypowder now though. Would be kinda funny still.

Ashley

This is not exactly my belief but more of my sister's:

When she was really young, she thought that a person's sibling is the one they will get married to.

Orhlixyone

When I was about 3, I began to wonder why my mom would want to spend all that time taking care of me, and thought maybe she was just putting on an act, that she was really a witch and she would eventually come clean and make me her slave. I used to sneak into her room when she was sleeping, expecting to see a black witch hat on her head.

Anon