grown-ups: family

When I was young, I would frequently throw fits. My mom would always count to three when I did- when she got to three, if I was still throwing a fit, I'd get a spanking. Well, being the mischevious little thing that I was, every time she got to two, I would hollar at the top of my lungs "BUCKLE MY SHOE!" It was only for a little while that I beleived she was actually trying to say 'one, two, buckle my shoe.' After that, I did it just for kicks.

when I was about 4, my parents would tell me that children are brought by some big birds,so every time I had a fight with my brother, I would ask my mother to call that bird to come and take him back!!..

I'm an identical twin - I was born six minutes before my brother... which made me the older brother. I use to make him hold my hand when we crossed the street - because I was the older brother - and he listend!

This is probably a case of paranoia. When I lived with my very religious aunt & uncle in Blaine, WA USA, during my senior year -I was 17- I believed that they were monitoring my drug & alcohol use (I was doing that stuff very rarely). One way was by having some sort of device built into the toilet plumbing that would take a sample of my urine and send a signal to their bedroom and tell them if I was on anything (maybe even monitor pregnancy!). ...paranoia?
Another way was by collecting hair samples from my brush and the floor, and sending it to a lab. They were pretty wealthy, so they could afford that sort of thing!! (They shoulda been more worried about their own teens.)

my friend from preschool, told me about her twin sister (they were both black) and asked me if i had a twin.. naturally, being the competitive one that i was, i said yes and told her that they had dark skin like hers and long black hair in cornrows like hers.. soon i realized, that i wasnt black.

when i was little i used to think that every old woman was my granny. so whenever we'd go to the beach or anywhere at all basically i used to wander off and come back with a few old ladies with me. they loved me!

When my dad was little he and his bro and sis would go to their grandmas house. at her house she had a dock and she told the children to never go on the dock by their selves.
one day my great grandma was cutting carrots and looked out the window that over looked the dock. their she saw all three children swinging their legs off the dock. she got so mad she ran out and started yelling at them. they started crying and wailed "but we were together!"
my great grandma as still not forgiven herself. lol

when i was a child i had a chuck e cheese toy... it had a fat stomach and really skinny arms and legs... i one day asked my grandmother, why does he look like that.. she told me because he ate rocks... well one day, years later, after i had met my mom's boyfriend (and now husband)my grandma asked what i thought of him... i told her "he looks like he eats rocks"...

when i was little, i used ro thought that my mum and dad would leave me someday. eventually i got scared and started to have nightmares that my mum and dad left me for another better kid. i started to cling to them and finally i opened up to them. they promised me that they would never leave me. from then onwards, i always felt safer.

I used to believe that all the grown-ups were never little kids. Like when my mom would tell me something that happened to her as a kid I wouldn't believe her. I know all kids probably believed this but whatever.

Actually, my cousin:
I'm only 8 years younger than his mother so he calls me Aunt Stephanie. When his mother tried to explain that I was actually his cousin, he explained, very matter-of-factly, that that was just not possible, because I am old like her!

My Grandma told my Mom they got her from the junkyard
When she asked where she came from

when i was around 4 0r 5 i didnt kno that my mom and dad had parents. i never reely thougth my grandparents were their parents i jus thought they were called grnd parents. when my mom told me she had a mom i was amazed!

I used to believe that my sister was my mother!

My dad used to tell me that spandex pants (popular in the 80's) were sewn to women's legs.

My dad told me when I went to bed a bunch of workers would come out and roll up the sidewalks and take down all the street lights and traffic signs.