kids

I used to believe that when I fell asleep at night my stuffed animals came alive and played.

When I was 5 years old I use to believe that toys came to live when I was sleeping.

I used to beleive that all my stuffed animals had not only feelings , but also families somewhere out there. I would never get rid of my stuffed animals because I was afraid they would be angry or sad . Also I made up a birthday for each of them and got them presents . It was quite pathic , but it also makes for something that my family can taunt me endlessly about.

when i was about 4 I got a fairy Barbie doll. On the commercial for it on TV they said it would make all your wishes come true. So, i made a wish and when it didn't come true, i ran up to my mom and told her that the Barbie didn't work. I don't think I ever played with that doll again.

My sister's best friend (since high school-20 some years ago) is now a teacher with 2 sons. When her 1st son was born her hubby took literally 100+ ROLLS of film before they left the hospital. When 2nd son was born hubby was away on busines, hence there were NO ROLLS or even one picture taken at hospital. This always bothered her 2nd son and he'd bring it up every so often. The "family joke" that they had told him everytime he'd ask was... "Oh honey, we've told hundreds of times. You're an alien baby we just found you in a UFO we saw crash. They never meant to hurt his feelings, just to change his mind about dwelling on the fact his brother's baby book takes up 3 books to fit the pictures. His just one and it's 3/4 full only. Well, I guess around his tenth birthday my sister (2nd son's godmother) was called and asked to fly out to their out of state home ASAP. Seems the kid believed the Alien Baby story for reals. My sister flew out there to assure him he was born here. She brought the one picture taken at the hospital of her holding him the day he was born. Scary isn't it?

I spent every night and day with my My Buddy doll from the time I got him at age 4 until I was 10. After seeing The Velvetine Rabbit whe I was 5, I was convinced that My Buddy was real, and that he came alive when I wasn't looking. I would set booby traps and scotch tape on the doors when we left the house just to test, but when the traps would still be in place I deduced that Buddy was much cleverer than that! I knew I had a real pro on my hands. When I was about 7 I cut his hair, and days later when I noticed little hairs hanging down against his bare neck I was certain I had discovered his hair growing back in! It took 2 years of maturing before I could be convinced otherwise.

When my daughter was young, whenever we visited my sister she loved playing with all my nephew's 'boys' toys. She was always asking to play with 'The Misters with the Uniforms' - Could it be Action Man, dressing up games?
No it was 'The Masters of the Universe' models!

One day for Easter my parents gave me a toy rabbit, which they hid in a cupboard. When I found the toy, my mother threw her voice and made the rabbit speak to me. For years after, I spent hours trying to get the rabbit to speak again - I thought my toys could talk but chose not to when I was awake.

Up until I was about 12 or 13 I thought the saying to a thumb war was "1 2 3 4 Idy Clara Thumb War" instead of "1 2 3 4 I declare a thumb war" I thought it was the brand name of thumb wars or the person that invented them until my little sister told me the real words.

As a kid I desperately wanted to be a Girl Guide, but I thought you had to be born one, like being an Orthodox Jew or a Catholic. I couldn't wait till I grew up, could convert to being a Girl Guide, and get to wear a blue uniform all day and earn badges.

I used to believe that everyone knew me, no matter where I went. I would always be surprised when people ignored me or when my mother had to introduce me to someone.
I really did think that everyone in the whole world knew me and loved me, like I was the most important person in the world!

When I was younger I used to alternate the dolls I took to bed with me, fearing that if I chose the same one every night that the others would get jealous and kill me in my sleep.

If I got lazy and didn't feel like choosing another, I would kiss them all individually and console them with a long pep talk before climbing into bed.

Imagine my horror when Toy Story came out and I realised that I was right.

When I was 5 I KNEW that the Care Bears lived in the clouds and was devastated when my much more 'mature' cousin, Nigel, told me that when there was a storm or it rained, all the Care Bears fell out of the clouds to their death. It still hurts to think about it.

At the age of 7, I was crazy about the Little Mermaid. My sister and I came up with this crazy theory that we were really mermaids, but one day when our parents were swimming they found us! We also thought that they put us back in the ocean just after we fell asleep, and took us out just before we woke up!!!

When I was young, my best friend and I read Harry Potter. We were intruiged by its mystical allure, and by the time we finished the book, we were convinced that we would get offered places in Hogwarts! Imagine our dissapointment when out 11th birthays came around and the only things we recieved were presents!

I used rto believe that my toys would come to life in the dark and plan little plots to kill me