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When I was about 5, my dad told me and my cousins that the grease that allowed the van door to slide open was whale poop and we shouldn't touch it.

— TARDIS

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Parents have eyes in the back of their heads.

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I use to get scared because I always thought someone was wearing a mask that looked liked my mom and that my mom had ran away so I would go up to her A LOT to grab her face to make sure it was really my mom! lol

— Ellie M.

When I was a child I believed that my parents weren't my real parents and I was adopted. May be I thought so 'couse I didn't look like my parents or anyone in the family, and my siste was the copy of my mom-just younger. Sometimes I still think I was right.

— marianna

when I was young I was always asking my mom questions, "Mom, guess what?" or "Mom!" just to get her attention. I said mom so much that finally one day she said she changed her name, and it was no longer mom. I then asked, "whats your new name then?" and she said she wasn't going to tell me! I was horrified and started crying...eventually she told me she changed it back to mom just for me.

— Mark

I used to believe my parents were trying to kill me. If I was going to enter a room or take a shower, I'd wait ten minutes or so longer than I otherwise would have because they knew that I was going to go there and they had boobie trapped the place. And if I was getting in the car with them, I'd say I was gonna get in the front seat, then sit in the back seat or vice-versa to throw them off.

— Hugo

I used to think my biological father was Goofy, and that he lived in a big brick building(Disney Land)up the road when I was 4.

— rudegyal

I'm sure so many people have thought like this when they were little but I'm sharing anyway. When I was little and my parents would go out, my siblings and I would of course have a babysitter. We would always go to bed before they got home, and I always thought it was because we went to sleep that they came home. I was always relieved to see them when I woke up the next morning. Babysitters are evil. :p

— Bobbi Jo

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I used to believe that my Dad was the first person in the world who knew how to drive a car and that he taught everyone else

Anon

I used to believe that Mr. T was my father and Nancy Reagan was my mother. My mom would tell me this when I was bad!!

— Poor Kid in MD

I believed that grown-up men were automatically older than grown-up women (i.e., Dad was automatically older than Mom), and a taller grown-up was older than a shorter grown-up. Luckily, my Mom was shorter than, and younger than my Dad, so no cause for utter confusion. I also thought that grown-ups who played on the floor with kids (my Aunt) were younger than those who were too busy to (my Mom). In fact, my Aunt is 10 years older than my Mom.

Anon

I used to believe that on Valentines day, Jack Valentine used to come to my house and bring me gifts. I soon cottoned on that it was my mum, but i should of guessed really, as when she went out they always used to tell me to go look for him out of the back door instead of the front!!!!!

— Abby

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When i asked my mom where my dad is,she told me that he drowned while sipping his chicken soup,and i, actually believed her.

— pretty

When I was little, I wanted so much to have a twin. I believed I could really be two people, and we would agree on everything. I had a Wispy Walker doll that was nearly as tall as me. I had learned in church that if you prayed and truly believed with all your might, God would give you whatever you wanted. So I prayed that my Wispy Walker doll would come to life and be my twin. I prayed this for a really long time, honestly believing it would happen. When it didn't, I decided that she had come to life on the inside, but that her hard plastic skin kept her from moving, so I immediately slathered her all up and down with my mom's skin lotion, expecting it to soften the plastic into real skin and allow her to be alive. It never worked, and I was so surprised because I really thought I believed with all my might. It was some time later that I realized God doesn't always say "yes" when we ask for things. Sometimes the answer is "no" or "not right now."

— Susie

when i was old enough to know what birthdays meant, my grandfather told me that he quit having birthdays. It was very strange to me that my mom (which was his daughter) was getting older than him. But, everybody backed up his story. To this day, he is still 29! (and holding, of course!)

Anon

When I was about 3 or 4 my aunt brought my newborn cousin over to visit us for the first time. I exclaimed "Oh! She's can open her eyes!!!" I thought babies were like kittens and it took them a while to open their eyes after they were born.

— Red

My name is Anna, one time when I was a child my farther was putting on his coat, I asked my mother 'what's Daddy doing?' she said 'He's just putting on his anorak' and I replied 'Thats not an Annarak, thats a Daddyrak!' - I honestly thought each coat had a different name depending on the person it belonged to...
Makes sence in a kid-logic kind of way.

— Anna

My father's side of the family has a Portugese background, but I was never taught to speak the language. I did however, have to call women on that side of the family Tia so-and-so (Tia Norma, Tia Evelyn etc). I always wondered why I never had to call them auntie, and why they all had the same first name.. that is until my 8th grade Spanish class when I learned that Tia means aunt in Spanish, and I figured out it does in Portugese too!

— Amy

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i used to think only children whose parents don't want them anymore goes to childcare centre.

— Long long ago

AS a child ( my father was 50 when I was born) I truly believed that my dad was friends with George Washington, and Abraham Lincoln ( Not Possible for several reasons)..I thought he had wooden teeth too, because when he and George needed to get new teeth, all they had back then were wooden ones. I used to to tell this story to all of the kids in school...No wonder why I got picked on all the time!

— Diana S.

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I used to believe that the stretch marks on my dad's stomach were really the result of his fight with bears, which he won of course.

— Neff

when I was little my mom drove a van, and I thought it was my school bus because I had an older brother and sister... so every time she stopped she had to act like she opened the door and kids would get on, I sat in the back of the van because I thought it was where the 'cool kids' sat.. just like my older brother and sister.

— Terri Lynn

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