grown-ups: getting older

My best friend in elementary school believed that when you grew up, you could become inanimate object. Up until middle school she was convinced that she was going to grow up to be a stop sign!

I got in trouble at school once for saying my great-grandma was born in the year 1. That's what everyone at home said, she even said it herself. The confusion was cleared up when she went to school with me and explained to the teacher that she *was* born in the year 1-- 1901.

When I was 3, I was at home with the chicken pox and I remember I was curled up in my mom's lap. I asked her if grandmas and grandpas got smaller as they got older and turned back into babies. I remembered people saying that old people got shorter and just thought maybe they turned into babies again.

I used to believe that you'd be certain heights at certain ages, and instead of growing gradually you'd just scale up at the exact moment that you were born on your birthday. I remember watching my sister closely for her 13th birthday (I was 7 or 8 at the time) and being really disappointed when she didn't suddenly grow a foot taller.

When I was little I used to believe that when I learned or experienced new things, my old memories would be pushed out of my mind. Because of my concern, I was afraid to learn new things!

When I was little, my grandfather told us kids that he was so old, he served coffee and donuts to the Pilgrims when they landed here. He was pretty old, so we believed him!

When I was 5, I was on an airplane when I heard a man ask an older man how old he was. He may have said "71" or "81" but I only heard "one". For a long time I thought that we start back at 1 once we got to 100 years old.

From the time I was in 1st grade to 3rd grade I knew that I wanted to be a lesbian when I grew up. I knew that meant when a girl loves another girl, and I loved my mom!!!

I used to believe that I would never grow up, because I "wanted" to remain a child. Ha. That one fell through

Once, when I was 5, my brother and I were swimming in our pool. My fingers were starting to get wrinkly and I showed him. He told me that meant I was turning into an old lady. I cried.

My sister, 2 years younger, was older. She had her birthday in october where as mine was december so she had to be older!

When I was in about second grader I was starting to question growing up and what actually happened. I noticed that my great grandmother was significantly shorter than my grandma. This confused me because I thought to be older than someone you had to be taller. When I confronted my great grandmother about this she told me she was shrinking. This led me to believe for the longest time that once you reached a certain age you began to shrink back down and eventually turn back into a baby.

For some reason, I believed nobody was older than my dad. And it wasn't as if I didn't have grandparents; I did! I just thought that. Then we were at a resturant one night and while dad was talking to the waitress she told him how old she was. At the time he was 33 and she was 42. I remember thinking, "that's impossible! no one's older than Dad!"

When i was younger i thought that college was where you learned how to do adult things. Things such as cooking, washing dishes, and doing laundry. I remember i used to think this because my dad would always make a joke about "you learn that in college" regarding household chores. I'm a freshmen in college now (FSU!!) and its a little different than i thought. haha good times

You know how when you're little your parents tell you that you can be anything you want when you grow up? Well I took that literally and wanted to be an elephant when I grew up.

I used to believe that when you reached a certain age, you switched genders. My mom was very confused when I was crying about how I liked being a girl and wanted to stay that way.