Misconceptions You Had as a Child

I thought burritos were tacos and tacos were burritos. For some reason the correct names for each just did not make sense to me.

There was a big white plantation style house in the next town over and I thought Dolly Parton lived there. Seriously had that in my head until I was a teen, too.

Until I was about 11 years old, I thought any adult who drank alcohol - even had a six pack of beer in the fridge - was an alcoholic and should be feared. My parents were not drinkers, and I guess I got this idea from school somehow (?)

Also due to school programs about stranger danger, I thought any man - or even woman - might molest me at any time. When I spent the night with a friend I was on guard to fight off their dad, stepdad, brother, etc. FTR I was never in any scary situation or abused in any way. I just had this idea because of warnings from adults which I took overly seriously.

I thought Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were fine. But I was horrified by the idea of the Tooth Fairy flying around in my bedroom and coming close to my head. Also, I thought she wanted my other (permanent or still-attached) teeth, too. That didn't go over well with me.

Mostly I was just really obsessed about the specifics of things like sex, pregnancy, and childbirth. Since I (thank goodness!) hadn't experienced any of those things, but could tell that they were a mysterious taboo topic with most adults, I was utterly confused and fascinated by these topics. Luckily my mom handled it well, she was a nurse and not shy to tell me factual details or lead me to age appropriate reading materials. But I was always coming up with some crazy question, like if a woman in our neighborhood was very skinny I didn't understand how her larger husband could "do it" with her without it going all the way through her body and hurting her...LMAO, what a weird kid I know.

I was also horribly literal & DEAD SERIOUS when it came to church and Bible stories. I won't go into much detail there, but I would really work myself up into a meltdown/frenzy and it led to many meetings with various ministers and professors when I was a girl. Again I feel so lucky I had good parents during all of that, not some psychos who would have had me sent away or scheduled an exorcism for all of my religious doubts and concerns ;-) One event in particular was seeing a Harvest moon right after a Revelations story about the moon turning to blood...I was bawling my eyes out and telling my parents I didn't want to die at age eight.

That street lights were controlled by people who worked under the roads pushing buttons to turn them red, yellow and green.

And my favorite is that I never understood as a child why anyone would spend the money in their wallet when they could just write on a piece of paper (a check) or hand over one of those plastic cards instead!

The people in the TV watched me, too

That my toys played at night, after I was asleep (in truth, learned later, my mom would pick up random toys before she went to bed! WHEW... 'cause that's the stuff scary movies are made of!!)

Clowns are wicked...:noway: ... still not convinced that this is a misconception!!

My Dad's forearm scar (inner wrist towards bend of elbow, about 6" long), really was from an arrow, while fighting Indians... Yeah, well, who knew about pencils in ashtrays and car crashes?!!

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That if you ate pop rocks and drank coke your stomach would explode.

I thought that blood was really blue cause thats what your veins look like, and I thought once it hit the air it turned red....lol

My mom would swear to you that this is true. :embarassed:

When driving in the car at night I thought the moon and stars were moving with us.

My son thought that about the moon! He said "look Mom, the moon is following us!"

Spiderman was my boyfriend.

Hawaii and Alaska are next to each other, because they are together on the map! I'm not going to say how old I was when I realized this was not correct.

If you bring an ant-covered rock into your bedroom, the ants will stay on the rock.

I also did the mad leap from my door to my bed (until I was 20, ssshhh, don't tell!), but one time I missed and sliced my thumb open. I told a half-truth and said I fell off the bed and cut it on the bed frame.

My parents used to tell me that the reason my Dad got to leave church early on Easter morning was so he could "unlock the door to let the Easter Bunny in". I threw a fit every year about why my dad was so freaking special that he got to hang out with Easter Bunny and why I couldn't meet him too... (only now in typing this am I realizing that wait, all of our eggs and baskets and whatnots were hidden around the yard/garden...which didn't have a lock...hmmm...)

I also am one for the blanket needing to protect me - though I still kinda believe this and won't sleep without one

That those little pincher bugs (Idk the real name but theya re black with little clipper like things from their heads) would crawl in my ear and make me deaf. I've since been terrified of things in my ear - I react much like the guy in There's Something About Mary

That Friday the 13th required me to dress up in as many layers as possible and sleep with a squirt gun so I'd be safe

I also thought being an adult would only be fun.....

Sometimes the house would have a really bad smell to it and when I would ask my dad what that smell was he would say he lit the wrong end of a cigarette. It wasn't until I found his stash after he died that I realized it was pot. I was 18.

I thought that at 30 years old you were nearly dead. For real.

Santa was real...

There - I said it.

you mean he isnt?