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When my sister and I were small (younger than 5), in the house where we lived we had one of those giant glass water jars -- you know the ones, that in the 70's people used to put peacock feathers in; it was about 2 feet tall, maybe a foot and a half wide. My mother told us that it used to be her house; that, before she met our father and married him, she'd been a genie, and had lived in that bottle. She told us how it had been decorated, with lamps and silk cushions and so forth; it had evidently been very comfortable. She'd decided to become human so she could get married and have children, but she liked to keep the jar around to remember her old life by.
My aunt used to tell me that if you kissed a mirror you had to marry it when you grew up,just to stop me from kissing her mirror.(yeah,that was one of my weird habits as a child)
I also used to think I'd marry my dad when I grew up.
When I was little I thought that only married people died, so I said to my mother that I would never get married.
Until I was around 9 or 10 I believed that a woman was only allowed to marry a man who was older than her.
I used to believe that the man and woman had to be the same age to be married, because my parents are. So I never liked any boys younger or older than me. I found out that it wasn't true when I was 12, then I kissed a boy who was a year older than me. haha
my parents were born in the same year..same as my grandparents, my aunt and her husband...when i was little, i thought only people at the same age are allowed to get married....i actually believed that for a long time....
I believed that if/when a married person removed their wedding band it meant that they were then divorced. I shed so many tears when my mom took off her band to do the dishes one day! It took awhile for her to get to the bottom of the tears, but we sorted it out. Whew!
My aunt got married when she was fresh out
of High School. She got married to a guy one year younger than her and I thought if you married someone older than you that the older person would be be the one who payed the bills, cleaned the house, and do every thing.
I used to believe that my cousin and I were married, because we were ring bearer and flower girl at a wedding. She was five, I was four.
i used to believe that the man had to beolder than the woman when they married..so i thought when i turned 10 every single guy i knew would grow older than me in case i needed to marry one.
As a kid I believed that finding a nice husband involved walking around the city looking for a friendly man without a wedding ring, preferably Chinese (?).
i used to believe that everyone who kissed in movies were married to each other. it just never made sense that they would kiss if they weren't.
I used to believe that the person you marry had to look similar to you, so I would only talk to boys with blonde hair and blue eyes like me.
I used to believe that the little figurines of the bride and groom on top of a wedding cake were required to look, in exact detail, like the actual bride and groom that were getting married. I also imagined that if you looked closely enough you might see that the figurines themselves had their own tiny wedding cake complete with still tinier figurines on top of it, who in turn would have a yet tinier wedding cake the size of a speck of dust, with molecule-sized figurines... on into infinity.
My sister (again) when she was 5 thought that the man had to be fat and the woman skinny when they got married. This was because all the wed couples she had seen fitted this category. So when she saw one couple were the reverse was true (woman fat, man skinny) she thought that the mariiage would probably fail.
And when I wrote this, she corrected "fat is spelled 'phat'". Oh my, the gangsta generation.
I used to think that a bridal shower involved pouring water on the bride, or sticking her in the shower and turning on the water. I could never figure out why anyone would want to have one.
I remember playing with my Barbie dolls while our babysitter was taking care of me when I was about 5 years old. Barbie and Ken were getting married and I recited the vows for them. "Do you Barbie, take Ken to be your awful wedded husband?"
My babysitter laughed and said "No, Brooke, it's 'lawful' not 'awful.'" I refused to believe her and continued to insist that it was, indeed, "awful".
When I was little I thought that when you got married they would hand you a baby and you couldn't kiss the bride untill she named it.
When I was five or six, I recall asking my mother about the rings she was wearing. She explained that the rings in question were her wedding rings and that when people are married they wear special rings. Several months later at our cottage I happened upon the rings on the bathroom counter and promtly started to cry - in my mind I somehow figured if you took off those rings you were no longer married.
When I was younger I thought that to elope was to run off and get pregnant before you got married.