“When I Was Little…”: 40 Funny And Wholesome Childhood Stories, As Told By Our Community
We all, or at least most of us, have some cheerful memories from our childhood that will stick with us forever. Especially growing up, we find some things we did as kids pretty laughable and even cringe-worthy at times. So I asked our pandas to share their funny moments from when they were young(er).
Scroll down for some wholesome and fun stories shared by our community. What are your funny childhood memories?
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When I was little, my dad made me believe I could use the bathroom for him. Before going on trips or something, he would say, hey, I need to use the bathroom but I'm busy, can you go for me, after I would use the bathroom he would then say thank you, I'm feeling much better now.
Dammit, my kids are too old to believe this now, but not old enough to realize they can't hold it for three hours
GENIUS!! I'm going to try this on my youngest. She won't use the potty yet but LOVES helping!
I ask my kid to go for me all the time! Every time she just tells me that it doesn't work that way and I have to go for myself. I told her to figure it out and get back to me. No word yet.
Growing up, the rule for Saturday mornings was that the first kid up was able to choose what our father made for breakfast. My little brother E (3 or 4yrs old) got up at like 7AM and told my dad he wanted "treaded pancakes" or "shredded pancakes". My brother was still working on speaking clearly and was very upset that my father did not know what he meant. My father woke me up and asked me to translate. So I get up and ask my brother, who is almost in tears. "shtreaded pancakes!" he says. I look straight at my dad. "Waffles," I say, "The boy wants waffles."
My kids were like you when they were little. They will be invited to a children’s party, my daughter translates for her brother who is still learning to speak. What an amazing bond siblings has!
I always kept a box of dino shaped chicken nuggets in the freezer for my grandson. He loved them. He called them chicken cookies. We didn't correct him.
I've had to have one of my other kids translate for me too I can feel this and she has been in tears cause I'm trying to figure it out and she is so upset.
We were somewhere w my son and it got late, but his dad kept talking to ppl and son, few months old, all of a sudden said: Ga! Ga! Which means go! go! All these ppl: What does he want? Ga! Ga! Oooh you want Schapie? He couldn't say the s yet. Sheepy. He wanted his stuffed animal to go sleep. Then we finally left.
This is so cute. My husband often has to have me repeat things in English and it often goes just like the story. "Cookie. She said, 'I want a cookie.'
SuPeR 🥰 CuTe ☺️ I’m a FoSteR MoM. I had 2-littles Brother/sister. 13 months apart. I needed the 2-1/2 yr old to do the same. Translate what her lil brother needed 🥰Such cuties. They’re teenagers now. And I’m grateful they still call & love me 🥰
I was four or five years old, my grandpa took me to a zoo and I saw a peacock for the first time. My delighted exclamation: "Grandpa, look, a blooming rooster!"
At the zoo, my daughter used to call the llama the momma.
Mom and I were re-painting a ceiling when the dogs went crazy barking. We rushed outside to do battle (this being a very rural area, you never knew if a bear would show up)... and scared the bejeezus outta the US Postal Service guy b/c we also happened to shout PAINT STICK WARRIOR WOMEN! as we ran out wielding our paint rollers.
What color paint was it? I need to know to flesh out the hilarious mental picture. I hope the paint stick warriors weren't using white. If you somehow were painting the ceiling red it would have made it even scarier.
Sorry, it was traditional white paint. Since we lived Up North? Trust me, snow is scary ;-P
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Load More Replies...Every year, there were birds that would build a nest under my parents carport. One time, they built it on a storage rack and a feral cat ended up smashing all the eggs and destroying the nest. The next time my mom saw the cat, she grabbed a broom and chased it around the backyard while banshee screaming. Never saw that cat again. 😂
1st year in primary school. I was 5. At the end of the day everyone had to stand and say a prayer together before we left (Catholic school. Go figure). One day I realised that everyone, including the teacher, prayed with their eyes closed so I just left when they started.
🤣😂🤣😂👍 omg so funny, in all my years in Catholic school no one has ever done this, must pass the idea onto my 11 yo 🙈
My grandmother took me to the Jacksonville Zoo. I was 6. I was excited to see all the animals IRL that I saw pictures of, or on TV. I knew all their names and wasn't shy demonstrating my knowledge. When we got to the elephants, I caused a big stir. I noticed something odd and yelled out, "Hey Grandma! Look! Loook!! That elephant has FIVE legs! 1-2-3-4-5!" When she stopped laughing and got her breath, she explained that it was a male elephant.
Lol my daughter saw a couple of chimps at the zoo when she was about 4 & screamed that the one behind the other was hurting it & of course that wasn't the case.
The ones fondling themselves can lead to some very interesting conversations with kids, especially if they happen to own the same equipment. And by very interesting, I mean Jack Daniels doesn't have enough flavors to deal with it.
Load More Replies...Was at my cousin's ranch riding 4-wheelers with cousin's daughter (about 13-14) and my 6-7 niece and nephew. My niece sees two cows going at it and exclaims, "Look their playing leapfrog!" A little while later my cousin's daughter whispers to me, "You know they weren't playing leapfrog, right?" I was probably 40s at they time. Yes, I know they weren't playing leapfrog.
Similar experience. Hanging out with my cousins while lived in a trailer park with a bunch of stray dogs. Little bro suddenly points and yells "Look that dog is trying to climb on top of the other dog." Cue silent laughter and comments from the older kids saying, "Yep. That's what's happening kid."
There's a joke starting like that. Kid gets told "They're making puppies." A day later kid surprises mummy and daddy during funtimes. "We're making a sibling for you". Kid exits. but after a thoughtful moment turns around "Could you turn mummy around? I'd rather have puppies"
Load More Replies...I said in this Situation (was like 7-8 at the time) "Look the elephant is pregnant and the kid is coming, I see the little trunk!"
Be me, less than 2 years old, at my grandparent's house more than at my own, watching piggies and piglets all day. My parents took me to the zoo for the first time and when I saw an elephant, I triumphally exclaimed: PIGGY! Poor dad tried to explain to me it was not a piggy but an elephant, but I didn't want to listen. It was a piggy to me!
I was 4 years old when I asked my parents why I one of the elephants at the zoo had two trunks...
my sister and I visited to a zoo a long time ago (both in our early 20s back then) and while going around the zoo there was this photographer-guy nearby doing his own thing with the biggest lens we'd ever seen, so we dubbed it the "elephant leg"... and then we saw the elephants, the photographer still around doing his own thing, as well as a family with small kids... one asking his mommy: "why does it have another elephant leg?"... the mom quickly said: "go ask daddy, it's more his department"... dad didn't know how fast to try to disappear (kid was faster with a hecking load of questions regarding the "elephant leg"), my sister and I nearly pssed ourselves from laughter especially since the photographer was still doing his thing taking pictures of the elephants with this huge lens we'd earlier dubbed "the elephant leg", completely oblivious to what was happening around him... I've rarely had such fun in a zoo since...
HaHaHa 🤣 Sounds like when I saw a couple of dogs 🐕 🐩 doing “what 2 loving dogs do”I kept saying in front of everyone “Tell the big dog the lil one doesn’t want to play leapfrog”🤪😉😆
Some background: When I was little, we lived abroad, my dad got a job with my uncle and brought us over too. Uncle and aunt used to live in a compound - I believe the American version is a gated community. My mom used to take us there to aunt's house and my sister and I (f) would go alone to the nearby park to play with the other kids. One day we decided to take a walk through the compound and we went pretty far from aunt's house. A little elderly Indian guy (90% of workforce in that country is Asian) was driving a minivan through the streets and saw us all alone wandering so he offered to give us a ride back home. We jumped on board and he dropped us off at our aunt's. While retelling this story to our mom and aunt when asked how was our day, they went bats**t crazy on us (for to us then unknown reasons). To this day, I shudder to think what could have happened to us if we weren't picked up, or even were picked up by the wrong person. I salute you, random elderly Indian fellow, may your offspring be protected in the same way you protected us that day.
Glad the OP and sis are safe. There was and are good people in this ugly world.
I'm glad the OP clarified about "gated community", because in the US, "compound" has negative connotations. Think religious cult or fringe anti-government extremists.
Exactly why I clarified, the country I lived in had English as a second language by default and the term was used like that. They were usually company owned/rented, so everyone from abroad who worked for a certain company lived there
Load More Replies...I (about 6 at the time) had someone stop as a was walking home from school one day and offer me candy to get in the car and talk to him. I was going to do it too, but a friend who was smarter than I was (and who was my age, but looked way older) super me, and the car sped off. I can name at least 10 other times that I nearly died, but that one was definitely the dumbest.
Not me but my uncle.
When my uncle was very young, he was getting dressed and he put his shoes on his opposite feet. My grandmother saw this and said "Owen, you put your shoes on the wrong feet." My uncle looked at my grandmother and then his feet, "but mom, these are the only feet I've got!"
This story has been passed around since the dawn of time. The original uncle in the story must be evryone's uncle by now.
My brother, SIL and niece came to visit and we were all staying at my mom's house. One night, after she got ready for bed, my niece came down the hall to rejoin us. My brother looked at her and said "hey....you've got your nightgown on backwards." She disappeared down the hall and returned walking backwards with her head turned over her shoulder so she could see where she was going. Problem solved.
Vaguely reminds me of the time I was babysitting and the kid, who was 5 or 6 at the time made a mess. I told him to clean up before bed, and he wanted me to help. I said something along the lines, you made the mess, I didn't. Why should I have to clean it up? He said his mom always helped him, and when I reminded him I'm not his mom, he said "But in my situation right now, you kind of are." How could I refuse, the kid had logic?
My little sister went through a phase when she was like 4ish where she would delibly put her shoes on the wrong feet. Whenever anyone would try to correct her, she would get defensive and mad over this. So we just let her were her shoes on the wrong feet. (we only got them on the correct feet once she started whining about her feet hurting...)
I catch myself saying "switch your feet" to my kinders, lol. They know I mean to switch their shoes. I have no idea where I picked up saying that, though.
When my son was very little I told him not to run on the sidewalk with bare feet - he laughed hysterically and told me he only had human feet ❤️
When I was 7 or so, I was singing Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy (Bette Midler). But I was a little confused on the lyrics. "He's the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of company b, said he couldn't blow a bugle so he blew me." I had no idea why my mom was laughing so hard.
My mom explained sex to me at a very young age. Perfect, as I could Science, but not sexualize it.She was asked at the mom park how to deal with such things, and called me over for a very graphic description of how babies were made. All was well until two year old self proclaimed "And then the baby pops out the a**s!"
Well, when I was maybe 7 or 8 years old and was in Sunday school, the girl that was seated next to me had Down syndrome (still remember her name lol and I'm 44 now). One day we were in our classroom and one of the light switches was broken and didn't have its cover, so being the a*****e I was as a kid, I told the girl to shove her finger in the hole, which she told she wouldn't do, despite me insisting, lmao. She never touched the open light switch, and I was so fricking curious that I ended up shoving MY finger in the hole, and because karma is a b****, I got an electric shock and spent the rest of the class with my hand trembling like crazy...
I was 7 or 8 lmao, though granted i did deserved it gor 2 reasons, 1st because i tried to prank a handicaped person, 2nd because i knee i could get shocked and still put my finger on that socket ...
Load More Replies...Except down syndrome does not equal retardation...
Load More Replies...are you brazilian by any chance? (I'm going off of the fact that your autocorrect turned "so" into "só", mine does that alol the time lol)
I'm Portuguese so.... Yea its the exact same thing
Load More Replies...Oh i have a better One lmao, again in sunday school i was 10 at the time because i was going to confess to the priest in order to do the " 1st comunion " cerimony, and there where a group of us outside the chapel, the thing is that chapel os really close to a hotel ( hotel Gorgulho 4 stars hotel ) maybe 50 or 75 meters away, só there we where a group of 10 year olds, and sudently we see a stunning blond woman going to a balcony, the thing is that She was COMPLETLY naked, so She goes to the balcony guard rail bends slightly over and then a guy comes out, and you can guess the rest lmao....
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I touched my tongue on a hot toaster to see if it would make that "sizzle" sound. It did!
It's possible it didn't hurt. I sometimes horrify children by putting matches out on my tongue. It makes a sizzling sound, but there is no pain. I think you could get a quick sizzle this way without pain if you were careful. (PS - I said "horrify children" because it seems to flow well with the sentence, but it actually tends to delight children and horrify their parents.)
Load More Replies...When you lay your ear on a hot stove you can hear how stupid you are. 🤣
I mean kids are stupid. That's why it's good to explain to them as many things as possible, as stupid as you might think they are. They are kids, thinking for them is a work in progress until they grow up :)
Load More Replies...I licked at the frozen iron part of a bridge and my tongue got stuck. The outcome was effective: I will not doing that ever again ;)
Growing up my mom never watched us or cared too much what we did. Then she'd balme the reason for the 3 and 4 years missing had to be the fault of us and we'd be punished. Once, dad at work and mom sleeping till noon, itooka butter knife and decided to put it on the glowing wires to see what happened. I was shocked the same way. Guess what? My fault...I knew better. I was 4. Edit:glowing toaster wire.
I was 12 in the 6th grade. Went to a friend's birthday/slumber party. She lived in a small community. Her house was on the corner and her bedroom faced the street, and had giant picture windows that opened to the street. Her house was big and dark, spooky, and very old. Sometime in the early morning all 7 of us were watching some silly movie, we heard a scary noice and we all jumped up and ran to her room jumping on the king sized waterbed. I was second from last on the pile from the top to jump on the bed, well someone jumped right in the middle of me and it caused me to pee on everyone under me. I jumped up and ran to the restroom. I was MORTIFIED, TERRIBLY EMBARRASSED AND SCARED. My friend came to check on me and told me it was ok and no one was mad. So everyone promised to keep slumber party events secret and that was just one of the secrets. Or so I believed. The next school day, all of my boy classmates knew and I had to relive that over for years. At our high school graduation, the valedictorian brought it up again in her speech. I'm 47 now and have yet to live it down
Kids, even teenagers can and are still hateful and think things like that are funny. Should not have been down voted. OP try to put it behind you and be the better person.
Thank you. I'm new to Bored Panda, but I'm not sure why this was down voted.
Load More Replies...Kids that age sometimes look for ways to hurt even their 'best friends'. That speech, tho, that was just cruel! Hope Karma catches up with that one!
Why would someone down vote someone else's memory?
I've been downvoted for the dumbest reasons. That's why I always upvote unless it's a bot or something extremely hateful.
Load More Replies...Bro I was at school 5th period was laughing making jokes with a friend then I wet myself so bad that I knew it would smell so I went to the office with these wet pants with a jacket rapped around my waist and said I felt sick and I ended up getting taken home but it was so embaressing I left a stain on the office chair and idk if my fifth period teacher found out.
A friend of mine peed on the floor during my 5th grade birthday sleepover. She and another friend were doing "Bloody Mary" in the bathroom and one of the other girls went in and grabbed her/screamed to try and scare them. Well it worked! Scared the pee right out of her. :)
I wet the bed nightly until I was 13. I peed the couch at a friend's house in 6th grade. Her brother made sure everyone knew. Thank God I left that town for high school...not that it mattered...I have this cloud that has followed me for 44 years but at least i wasn't "pissy crissy" anymore...lol
We were at a friend's house, at night, to watch "An American Werewolf in London". The TV was off to one side of a picture window. Just as the werewolf was forming, a German Shepard that belonged to a neighbor, jumped up on the window and scared us all so badly! We screamed and cried and carried on something awful. That happened a very long time ago and I remember it like it happened yesterday. Strange how somethings occur perfectly to suit the moment. After the shock, we recognized the dog and things quieted down. (I forgot to mention that the house had a porch that made it possible for the dog to get to the window so perfectly).
Kids are so cruel. This is such a hard age on top of that. The adult who brought it up should be ashamed.
My mom came out of the bathroom after having done eyebrow pencil, and I said, without missing a beat, "OHH, Maman, you made man eyebrows!" She went back and changed them.
If you want a completely honest and uncensored opinion on your hair/makeup/clothes, just ask a small child.
If you have an argument with a woman, just say "For God's sake do something about those eyebrows!" Drives 'em nuts.
When I was a kid my mom told me I couldn't lay on the floor to watch TV because of the draft from the door. Only, I though she said giraffe and I spent many evenings trying to figure out how a giraffe flattened itself enough to get under the front door and what it would do to make me sick. I was terrified.
When I was 5, we went to a wedding of a relative. My mom explained there would be a ring bearer and train bearers. I thought she said trained bears so as the bride passed I loudly said "Where are the trained bears?" Boy was mom embarrassed.
Ring Bears are sadly lacking in these modern days. The old weddings in the Sixties & Seventies had awesome Ring Bears, so much fun and so cute. One of the Brides was eaten, though, and that sweet old tradition died out. I miss those Bears.
My kid when he was much younger, who had an unquenchable curiosity for medical science and no clue whatsoever about social norms, once declared loudly in a restaurant "I have AIDS". I could have melted into my shoes. To this day, I don't know what possessed him to do that.
I went to my uncles wedding when I was younger and my sister who was maybe 2 at the time was a flower girl. When she walked down the aisle she goes "mommy im throwin them flowers" everyone laughed, it was great
I was my dad's princess. He indulged my every whim. Of course kids like me are stinkers. First time he took me on a plane to visit my grandma, I was about 5, I insisted he get up, go to the cockpit and tell the captain to "make this plane go faster. Right now." Boy oh boy, once I reached adulthood, he told that story to everyone. I never lived it down, but we would laugh about it. Lost my precious dad in 2012. I miss him ribbing me about it. I'm not quite as demanding now.
Back before 9/11 and even further kids were invited to the cockpit a lot and given “wings”. Heck! Way back they used to smoke on planes!!
I used to have "Delta Wings". They disappeared a long time ago.
Load More Replies...It's never easy losing a family member. My dear paternal grandmother passed early in 2018. Just last week I lost my cat Aida.
Load More Replies...I'm sure the pilot understood. You have to give kids a certain amount of wiggle room.
Load More Replies...My granddaughter is the princess, she's now 17 and boy are we paying the piper.
Your dad wouldn't have been able to get into the cockpit anyway. It was Joey's turn and Captain Oveur was waiting to ask him if he'd ever seen a grown man naked.
Before any of you downvote, I recommend watching 'Airplane!'.
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When I was about 18 months old I was not feeling well. Sore throat. So my parents took me to the doctor. The doctor got out a tongue depressor. And I apparently was having none of it. I did a snapping turtle impression on the stick. The doctor blinked, then tried to wiggle the stick. The head bobbed but the jaw was locked. My parents were no help. They were rolling and laughing. Doc, "I think I saw enough." Yeah right. I didn't want to be poked.
I was 15-16 and VERY sick, throwing up, high fever so step dad took me to Dr. Did a throat swab (had strep) but I shoved the Dr back and threw up on the floor and he told my step dad I was being "combative" he just laughed and shrugged. LOL
Instead of telling me what he wanted to do (even when I was a teenager), our doctor would hold me down and force the procedure.
he didn't let go of the tongue depressor that the doctor was trying to use to help check his throat. and he kept his jaw locked on it even though the doctor wiggled it around
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So as a kid I thought I could parachute from the loft down to the first floor... with a blanket... And my parents would never know. My giant swollen foot and me withering around crying sure hid it all well!
My older siblings did the same to me but we had an old parachute, surprised I lived through it all.
Hahah I jumped off my parents deck w/an umbrella ala Mary Poppins. Cold weather still hurts my ankle!
A kid I went to school with did that. Broke at least one arm, I think both because he didn't come back to school, then a few weeks later, his appendix burst. Kid had a TERRIBLE 5th grade. Came to our elementary graduation in casts and a wheel chair
I wanted to do this as a kid. Luckily, I let my favorite toy go first. I realized that a blanket and grocery bags in fact do NOT substitute for a parachute
When I was 6 or 7 I thought I could fly around the living room with a kite on my back. It was one of those kites with wings out to the side rather than a traditional four-sided kite. I tied the kite to my back and the wing tips to my wrists, and jumped off a credenza. Was I ever disappointed! Not hurt, though.
When we were kids, we would jump off the garage roof trying to fly.
At 15, I decided to actually try the bedsheets tied together out the window thing. It worked. I went to Atlanta with friends. Mom paged me at around five a.m. Went to the nearest payphone, and got railed out Not for sneaking out, but for being dumb enough to leave the cordless phone in my room, and getting caught.
We used store bags…but there were only three short steps off the back porch.
Tried to be a plane and jumped of a chair landed face down and got a tooth out. So my first "plane trip" ended in the ER never got a straight tooth again.
And none of you thought... This + physics = a bad idea? I mean we all have dreams and fantasies, but I've never paid for mine quite so dearly.
Not me but my brother. One day he was trying to sing along with a BTS song, but he doesn't know Korean so it was all just gibberish. Well, my dad (who speaks Arabic, Spanish, and English) comes into the room and hears this and he starts to yell at my brother. Apparently my brother said like five super bad Spanish words in a row.
Ooooof. So one day David learned a colorful new word on the kindergarten playground: Pussy! The boy who taught it to me phrased it as "Let's go mess with the girls and play jump rope! We can get some pussy too! (Obviously he had as little clue as I did as to what that meant, only vaguely knowing it had something to do with playing with girls). Flash forward a few evenings, and my favorite 15 year old cousin (who was also my babysitter,thus the favoriting of a much older cousin) was over w my aunt and uncle. She and I were sitting by a window and a nice, cool Fall breeze flowed through. She tossed her hair back and moaned, "Ahhh that feels amazing..." Me: Yeah...we should get some pussy too. The silence as every adult head in that room turned towards me was somehow deafening. Not even my best story with her...
Reminds me of when my high school Spanish teacher giggled when she told us the Spanish word for “pencil sharperner” (sacapuntas de lapiz). Having already been somewhat conversational in Spanish, I dropped that class the next day because I didn’t have time for that nonsense. (Hint: take the “n” out of “punta” for a bad word, otherwise it just means “point” 😩)
My little brother and I dug a hole in the backyard, trying to get to China. Someone told us we could, and we believed for some reason. We ended up hitting and breaking some sort of pipe and the hole filled with water. We didn't know what to do, so we covered the hole back in with dirt, and pretended it never happened. We had a swamp for a backyard for months. Our mother called the water company to complain about a large bill or two before the "burst pipe" was discovered. We never said a word. We were rotten kids. We laugh about it together from time to time. We both have kids that are mostly grown up. We tell each stories of what they think they have gotten away with.
People use to say if you dig you will get to China. They use to say that all the time.
Well I’m in China literally right now. But no hole needed. 😂
Load More Replies...A teacher in parochial school actually told us that in 3rd grade. That was neither the first nor last time I was misinformed by a teacher in a church-run school. I seriously have no idea how parochial schools are allowed to operate.
We dug to 8' down until mom threw a pot of rice in the hole and warned us what would happen if we popped up in a stranger's kitchen somewhere in China. We felt the noble deed was to fill our hole back in and leave our accomplishment unknown in the greater geo-political framework.
Unfortunately, if you look at a globe, digging straight through from the USA, you aren't going to reach China
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My father told me I was born with a tail like a basset hound. We had 2 adult bassets and a litter of puppies, so I found this totally believable. I was 10 before I asked my mother if I had a scar from where my tail used to be. She was very mad at my dad!
Our mother used to tell us we had an invisible tail. We have tail bones, so when we are good it hangs down our leg and the end tucks under the big toe. But when we are misbehaving it wags behind our head to flag our parents.
This is so off topic but the basset on the photo looks WAY too similar to my basset shoeshine-
His name is Shoeshine?! How did he get his name, if so?? Love it btw!
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When I was about 5, I had bangs, which I absolutely hated. One time we were vacationing in a hotel in the mountains, and I told my mom I wanted a haircut without bangs, "like the gentleman over there", pointing at a random other guest. The gentleman was bald.
I hated bangs too. My dad and mom would give us the business in the front and party in the back hair cuts and we where girls. It was little bit thicker and longer then boys but it was still that. I hated it.
I ate a spoonful of wasabi thinking it was mint ice cream.
My friend's sister did that when she was like 5. She ended up in the hospital.
I had dinner with a friend at Japanese restaurant in London (we were in our mid-20s at the time). Thinking the blob of wasabi was pistachio, she popped it into her mouth, and almost exploded. At the next table were some guys who enjoyed the spectacle, but one of their group had gone to the loo. When he returned, they let him do exactly the same thing, much to our amusement.
When I was about 3-4 my mom told me I could have a cookie if I ate at least half of a plate of grapes. I took a bite out of every grape.
My wife used to say really general things like that and our oldest would take her literally. It finally sank in that she had to say exactly what she meant. I was no help because I’d just laugh
Load More Replies...That is half a plate of grapes actually so u did the thing your mom said to do
My grandma found a bag of apples with a bite out of each. Someone has told my brother that the first bite was the best.
My kids do this all the time even when I don't say anything to them.
I grew up in the '80s and I was about 6 when I heard about people starving in Ethiopia. I took my plate of food and put it in a big envelope, added some stamps and asked my mum to take me to the post office so I could send it to Ethiopia.
Whenever I didn't want to finish my food, my mom would try to encourage me by saying there were "starving kids in China". Now, I had seen the child sponsorship commercials where poor kids were picking through the trash - so I thought my mom's comments were utterly ridiculous since my eating my food would actually leave LESS food in the garbage for those kids to find. I always tried to throw out good things so the poor kids would have something nice to eat.
The truth in this is just... heartbreaking..
Load More Replies...My parents tried the “starving kids in Africa” thing on me in an attempt to exploit my empathy and coerce me into eating something they knew would make me throw up. I asked them how many starving kids in Africa they’re sponsoring. I got sent to bed with no dinner, but at least I didn’t have to eat something that my stomach couldn’t tolerate.
I am appalled to say you're the 2nd person I've seen on this site say a parent tried to guilt them into eating something that would sicken or potentially kill them, and got punished for not taking the bait. Who are these monsters?
Load More Replies...One doesn’t need to go all away to Africa, there are plenty of starving kids in America,
I was 9 and we were on a river trip. We had pulled off the water to have lunch on the beach and when we were finished one of the men announced that he had "to see a man about a horse" and wandered into the rushes. I immediately got up to follow - I wanted to see the horse! Needless to say, my parents were quick to hold me back, and we had a nice chat about some of the more colorful idioms and why I couldn't take them so seriously.
I've heard this as "see a man about a dog." Sometimes, when I have to answer the call of Nature, I say "I need to see a dog about a man."
It's my go-to if I'm disappearing without an explanation at work. It's not exactly a great thing for our customers to overhear "I'm going for a p**s."
Load More Replies...I've actually heard that expression on TV, but never took the time to figure out what it means... Now I want an opportunity to use it...
Ich muss mal für kleine Königstiger, apparently from the 70s. I was a teen when I first heard a friend using that idiom, leaving me confused. Google translates it as "I have to go for little king tigers". 😅
As my grandma always says, see a man about a horse. And if it doesn’t come out right, just make like a mathematician and work it out with a pencil. There, now you have that image in your head.
I've heard this as "feeding the fishes" or "dropping kiddies off at the pool"
My mom is from the New England east coast US, but moved to the Midwest for college. The first time she heard someone say this, she didn't follow them, but she really thought they were leaving for an appointment to see a horse!
Lame translation, but the best one in Flemish "It's five around one o'clock"
I don't think I know that one. I do have an uncle who goes to "check if he's still a boy", though...
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This isn't mine, it's my brother's, but when he was a toddler, our mother left him alone in his room and then realized he was being too quiet. She walked in and... baby powder everywhere. He said it was "snowing". He managed to get it everywhere inside the room.
My nieces did that with a canister of oatmeal. Mom got home from nursing shift to , “mommy. we skiing!” in the kitchen. in their underwear. Dad, “hey, they were quiet.”
Some of these stories warm my heart. It’s retelling my kids’ adventures growing up.🥲
My daughter was taking a nap in her room and I was downstairs in the living room. I suddenly smelled baby powder and noticed a cloud at the top of the stairs. Daughter had woken up and found the powder. In complete silence proceeded to empty nearly the whole bottle. I still found powder when we moved out two years later despite cleaning the area umpteenth times.
Silence is golden, unless you have children. Then silence is suspicious. Very, very suspicious.
My son did the "snowing" trick as well. It was two large blocks of styrofoam being rubbed together . Between the static and the tiny little styrofoam beads, it was a clean up in progress for quite a while.
Every post-funny story about kids messing things up, starts off with: I just looked away for 5 Minutes...
My son made 'a snowy day' with the baby powder. On one of his better-behaved days!
There's a picture of me at about fourteen months sitting on a pile of laundry soap, with the upside down box in my hands.
When I was in 6th grade, I was over at a friend's house. We decided to go to the park after dinner. We were playing on the swings, and decided that I was small enough to fit in a baby swing. I did fit. Only problem was, I couldn't get out. The parents had to come and turn the swing upside down and shake it so I would fall out. It's a fun memory to hold on to!
Lol, I can just see the people walking by giving weird looks at your friend's parents shaking a kid upside down out of a baby swing.
I ran in front of the old square metal baby swings once... Just once! Still have a nice scar on my scalp to show for it
My mom used to mix 1 part sweet cereal with 2 parts no sugar cereal in a large Tupperware tub, and I'd always be the first kid awake of the 5 of us, so I would pick out all the sweet cereal and make myself a bowl of goodness before anyone knew about it.
I was playing hide and seek with kids around the cul-de-sac.
Competitive as I was, I sat tucked in a hedgerow trying to decide what was more important - winning the game or answering the call of nature at the risk of being found.
Suffice to say I stupidly chose the former and decided it was better to wet myself. Then walk all the way back home in p**s soaked jeans.
I totally got my priorities all wrong.
But for whatever it’s worth, I have bloody fantastic bladder control as an adult!
I thought *I* took hide and seek seriously, but my hat's off to you, Sir.
That last line makes me happy. My youngest makes a sport out of it to not be caught with wet pants since everything else is more important than going to the loo... and he even convinces teachers and after school care workers to tell us all kinds of reasons why his pants got wet.
As a kid, when we played hide n seek, I would always have to pee when anyone got close to my hiding spot...
You should have just went pee in the bush lol. You were ALREADY hidden 🤣🤣
I mean, it was a guy, so it should have been pretty easy to do! Just unzip and, well, you know!
Load More Replies...12 year old me (and several others) walked straight into a pit of cow dung, ran out crying, and washed our faces in a creek filled with snakes. This was a school trip.
yes, I walk into a pit of cow dung every weekday morning at 8:30
Load More Replies...Reminds me of a story that a good (and, sadly, now deceased) friend of mine told me. He did a lot of handyman work, so he had a lot of crazy stories to tell. One day he and some other guys were working on a house, and a man was up on a ladder spraying paint on 2nd story eaves. Suddenly he started spraying paint in every direction. Turns out he had accidentally sprayed a wasp nest. One of the wasps got in his pants, so he very gingerly climbed down the ladder to remove the insect before it stung him. He got off the ladder OK, then sat down - on a fire ant nest. In five seconds he was "all three of the Stooges at once."
Not so bad as this but my son's fellow first grader (a girl) walked right into a pond on the grounds of the science museum. Up to her neck. She was terrified and stank in the way back. He is 36 and still talks about it.
Sometimes nature likes to teach you an abundance of life lessons all at once.
To improve memory power I would often take part in memorize and recite contests at school. My father encouraged me to do so and once while watching news in TV he said "Look at the news reporter. She is not stuttering while reading the news because she memorized the news so well . You should achieve that level of perfection!" . That motivated me like crazy. Years later I found out that news reporters read news by looking at teleprompters.
It's possible Dad didn't know about teleprompters. I remember the news before the invention of teleprompters. They made mistakes.
Load More Replies...I once went through the news as a print journalist for a local TV show. I had 15 minutes to remember all the top stories so I could discuss them intelligently. Please don't vote me down, that will get me banned and voting down is just for spam. Thanks
My parents - although it was unknowingly - made me do with this Bible verses in AWANAS for years. I can recite full verses, and other things (like college lectures) to this day. It's a weird thing, because they weren't trying to indoctrinate me (they aren't fundamentalists by any means) but it definitely develops something in your brain.
When I was 2 or 3 years old, I had a doll. I was very proud of the name I gave her and I cried and threw a tantrum when my parents forbid me to call her.... H*tler... I didn't understand why they were shocked. I didn't understand ANYTHING. 🤣
When we were kids, my sisters and I had just gotten some new stuffed toys. We were talking about the names we'd chosen for them, and middle sister had chosen 'Snowy' for hers. So my youngest sister decided to call hers, a brown teddy bear, 'Brown Snowy'. After an awkward moment, we convinced her that the name 'Cinnamon' would be much better
I tried to name my teddy bear Lucifer. My parents and I settled on Lucy 🤷
My brother and I thought we made up the word "dildo". My poor mother! She heard us calling each other dildos one day and forbid us from ever saying it again. We had no idea why! She must have been laughing her a*s off in private. :)
I once bought my son a stuffed sheep. He named it afro. When my mom heard this she was super upset, because as she said "where have you ever seen a white afro!?" My response - Napoleon Dynamite lol And yes, the sheep kept the name 😁
When I was about 10 or 12 my mom, my best friend & me was coming back home from the store when the car died at the intersection in town. My mom asked us to get out & push the car so we get out & go to the back of the car & push but the car didn't move so we try again still nothing so me & my friend take off our flip-flops for better grip ( despite the hot pavement ) still nothing but we continue to try & just as the guy in the 18 wheeler gets out to try & help us the car finally moves. Me & my friend later found out that it wasn't moving because my mom had the parking brake on & when we asked we she had it on she said because it was a red light. There was no other cars crossing the intersection because all the other cars was politely waiting for us to move our car out of the way.
Iv asked that a few times & still haven't gotten an answer lol.
Load More Replies...Everyone complaining about grammar needs to read 'Dolores Claiborne' or 'Ida B'. It's not a textbook. First person stories are allowed to be colloquial.
Yup - you have kids you should always expect a tackle or a sucker punch (sometimes both) ... that's day one stuff.
She was probably so stressed, she forgot? Except who puts the parking brake on when they're driving? Was there a long wait at the stop light?
When I was like 3, I licked all the icing off of the Oreo cookies. I kept the cookie part for some reason, I don't know why. But I had them sitting on a desk in my room for like a week. My friends came over and I gave them the stale, licked cookies, and they ate them. They didn't question why there was no icing they just ate it. And they still don't know.
Because the dry, chalky chocolate cookie part of an Oreo is disgusting to some of us. But if you try to give the cookie part back to you mom she's going to scold you for wasting it, so you start squirreling them away.
5-year-old me tackled mom from behind, causing her to grab hold of the china cabinet to keep from falling.
Many glass, ceramic pieces fell onto the floor, breaking.
I hid under a bed until the pieces were cleaned up. Cannot recall any type of punishment for this either.
I blame your mum for not being prepared for the attack! Rookie mistake lol
Mine would. Probably with a slap, too.
Load More Replies...My youngest brother used to run thru the house at top speed, using the china cabinet to brake for a turn. We ate out of paper plates for months.
When me and my brother were little he found some hair products and put them in his hair. My mom was busy on her online college so she said for him to go to bed. He then came back and said "I took care of it mommy." Later we learn he dunked his hair in the toilet.
Well, one day I went to the store with my mom and her friend and keep in mind I was young at the time. Well, we walk by the Ziploc bag boxes and I look at them and I go "Mom, how come on the box it shows food in the bags but the bags don't come with food in them?" :)
In a grocery store, my daughter (maybe 4 at the time) took a bite of of a year of lettuce and put it back in with the others... She didn't even like lettuce, I really have no idea why that happened!
A friend's son watched a commercial about some cereal aimed at kids. The kid ate the cereal and then sat on the floor and zoomed around the house. And, of course, he wanted this cereal, and she bought it for him. After he ate it, he sat down on the floor and waited for the fun to begin. He was irate when nothing happened and insisted she take it back to the store and get a box that worked.
When I was 7 years old, the dentist hurt me with one of his little stools ( nothing serious, he didn't do it on purpose) then scold me because i moved a little , because it surprised me. I bit him.
Tool. Sorry , english is not my mother tongue.
Load More Replies...Same here! I was going to get a flu shot and he told me I got a sticker after. I took the sticker, he gave me the shot, and I bit him... btw I had to return the sticker
I did the same when I was young.. the dentist ended up with 3 stitches. 😬
I never have problems with dentists I’m not afraid of them or anything. I’m 11 years old so I remember pretty clearly.
Omg when I was eleven I accidentally bit my dentist... it was so embarrassing. She thought I did it on purpose too! Edit: autocorrect 🙃
Well, in elementary school, I was a REAL animal lover. And where I lived there was this pond behind our apartments I would cross sometimes to get to my bus stop quicker. There was always animals out, birds, rabbits, and ofc... ducks. I saw a baby duckling and well, I thought it'd be a great idea to bring it to school. Teacher freaked out, so did all my classmates. I didn't get in trouble for it they just called the animal services. I promised nothing like that would ever happen again... in 5th grade I did it again :p
By 5th grade you should have been old enough to know better to leave the baby animals with their mothers. :(
They're barely ten years old then and there's kinda a lot of s**t kids have to learn and be expected to retain.
Load More Replies...Reflecting on funny childhood memories often brings a joyful sense of nostalgia. Everyone can recall a moment from childhood that seemed outrageous at the time but now brings laughter. That's why it’s always heartwarming to share these memories with friends and family, as they bond us through shared laughter.
Similar to the delight and surprise of unexpected antics, mischievous pets like dogs can also become the source of hilarity and joy in our lives.
My story is about my oldest brother and one of my uncles. My uncle (a teen at the time) had a habit of waylaying my brother (5 yr old) everytime we came home from town as he usually had candy that uncle could just grab and scarf down before anyone could catch him. That habit kinda backfired one day. Anyone out there old enough to recall when Gravy Train dog food first came out? You guessed it, then. My brother gets out of the car with his hand close to his chest, acting as if he is REALLY enjoying his goodies. Uncle runs up, snatches a handful of kibbles from brother and crams them in his mouth! No surprise that he never did that again, but I have a whole slew of stories like this. The 'Normal' gene not only doesn't run in our family, it runs from it!
The Abnormal gene just doesn't run in my family. It practically gallops.
Hmmmmmmmm - we may be related. Ain't no normal gene in my family, either!
I have several.. but my favorite was when I was about 5 I told my grandma “I’m going to take my teeth out just like you when I get older!” As she was taking out her dentures..
When I was like 8/9 my grandpa told me he could wash his teeth while whistling. We made a bet (can't recall what the "prize" was) and I was practicing for a week, impossible! I couldn't do it! I told him, defeated and curious "lelo, you win, how do you do it?? Show me!".Then he proceeded to take his dentures out and whistled while washing his teeth. That's when I learned about dentures. I miss him so much
When I was about 12-14, my family and 2 other families we knew well went to a family camp in Upper Michigan. We had been warned of a family of bears in the area and to be careful to avoid them, as mama bears are protective. One night, we are walking back to the cabins in 2 loose groups. One of the dads gets a bright idea and slinks off from the first group into the roadside bushes. I was in the first group and observed the chaos that followed. This bearded man makes growling snarl noises as he rises up, arms akimbo, from the bushes. The second group of mostly moms and younger kids scream in terror, moving en masse to the furthest side of the road. And my mother grabs my little brother by the shoulders and shoves him in front of her as a meat shield. To this day, we tease her for her quokka-like reaction!
Sacrafice the young ones - you can always have another but only if you survive.
My two younger sisters and I shared a room with bunk bed that had a full size at the bottom. Some nights during bedtime, I would close the door and fart bomb them and they would exclaim and yell and have to suffer there because that was way less scary than to face mom. Mom walked in once all yelling at us to be quiet, sniffed and ran back out. We all laugh about it 20 years later. I think they may have Fart-PTSD.
Not mine but my niece has given me permission to share. First day of kindergarten, she come home from school with a black eye, looking very proud of herself. When my sister, horrified, demanded to know what had happened, she gave a huge grin and happily replied "I headbutt a little boy!" "What? Why??” "Because I like him!" "That is NOT how we show people we like them!" "Uh huh! He headbutt me back! Now we're best friends!!" Sure enough, eleven years later and they are still best friends. I'm convinced they'll be more one day. Side note: I learned a few months after the initial friendship headbutt, that they had been trying to switch bodies like the movie Freaky Friday... I have no words for that one. Lol
Maybe Zinedine Zidane was trying the same approach with Marco Materazzi.
I don’t quite remember this, but my brother tells this story at least once every two months. When I was five, I have no idea why but I tried to get the flour down from the top shelf. Five year old me for some reason opened the flour before I tried to get it down. I tipped it over and the whole bag of flour got all over my face and the floor.
Yep I've had this experience but I had left the flour out from the night before so I guess it was fair game. Kids had it all over them and making art out of it on the floor with the fingers. I never did that again.
You had to check and make sure it was the four before taking it down, and then had to take it down in order to get the lid back on, of course!
I dumped the container of flour all over the kitchen to welcome my baby sister home. I have no idea what I was trying to convey, but that sister and I still work on our relationship. My parents thought it was funny and indicated I was jealous of her. I hadn't met her.....what was to be jealous about??!!?
Wouldn’t call it “funny” per say, but I had my first “kiss” at eight years old by randomly kissing boys and girls in my classroom. Fellow student found out and told the teacher. As for others, I made fart jokes a lot as a young grade schooler. Didn’t know that experience would lead to me being bisexual. I’m still in the closet to my family and I don’t plan on coming out to them at all. I could envision myself with a boyfriend or a girlfriend but when I’m around my friends I just say boyfriend as I don’t want them to think I’m weird.
100% agree. Also if your friends and family think you're weird they're the weird ones. I couldn't care less if someone's gay bisexual or straight, it's their life, they choose, and they have the right to live it how they want.
Load More Replies...We should send this warning out to all men and boys!
Load More Replies...Or, perhaps your early inclination to kiss boys and girls means that you were born bisexual? Don't worry, we'll love you just as you are. ❤
It was Easter time at my dad and new stepmom's home... Early 70's. All of us kids were involved in an egg hunt. I saw my dad look under a bush and then walk away shaking his head. I went to the bush and looked and pulled out a yellow egg. Dad was not so pleased. He thought a 9 yr old gaslighted him... LOL!!!
I don't understand what this one means, what has gaslighting got to do with it?
I was about four y/o, and my mom had a cold. I have no idea what my thought process was, but I cut a big chunk of her hair off. I still feel really bad about it.
I can see this happening little kids love to cut hair and do hair doos
As my mom said, after I did the same thing to myself in kindergarten, hair grows.
When I was maybe 6 (50yoM) my grandfather, knowing he wouldn't be around too long, would tell me inappropriate jokes, changing the punchline, and as I've aged, I've gotten so many jokes as gifts. Like this one Him: "Do you know how Indians name their babys?" Me: shakes my head no Him: "well, they look around where they are, and if they see wolf running, the child is named wolf running, if they see eagle flying, they name the child eagle flying. Do you know what your name would be?" Me: "No Grandpa, what?" Him " well, when you were born, I looked out back of the hospital, and in the alley, I saw something. And you would be Two dogs fffffffuuuu" At which point my grandmother hits him, and laughing hard he loudly says "Fffuuuuu---ignting" And he starts laughing hysterically and I join him, not understanding why...
The late, great Sir Terry Pratchett used this in one of his Discworld novels. Twins. The first son was called (as above) but we were never told that exactly. The second twin was called One Man Bucket.
Just think how Sir Terry could've improved discourse in the House of Lords, as Baron Pratchett of Ankh-Morpork.
Load More Replies...Apparently when I was a toddler, I went from 2 or 3 word answers to sentences at once. I was with my parents and a neighbors house and he asked me if I wanted any 'cow juice'. I supposedly answered 'That is not cow Joyce? It is Milk, M I L K, milk!'
And I was thinking of cow Joyce so fondly. I wonder where she is now?
Sorry, spell check. : At a neighbors house. : That is not cow juice?
when i was little i asked my parents ' if milk comes from cows... does orange juice come from... horses?' no, orange juice comes from oranges, hence the name. At 13 I still call milk cow juice sometimes (just for the heck of it...)
When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade, I had this bully who was a 5th grader and one day I punched him in the gut because he was about to hit me. So then I go to the principals office and I get suspended for 4 or 5 school days while the boy was unpunished. When my mom got there she asked why the other boy wasn't getting punished and the secretary said "It's not always about your son" my mom got mad because I felt like I was in danger and acted in self defense but because he didn't actually hit me he wasn't getting in trouble. So my mom turned to me and said "Let's go get some ice cream" when the secretary questioned it my mom said "I am not going to punish my son for acting in self defense.
That's not funny that's very admirable! I love parents who advocate for their kids instead of blindly obeying supposed authority.
Happened to my son in first grade, he waited until the bully(also in first grade) hit him then my son proceeded to kick the bullies a$$. He was sent to the principal along with the bully, when the bully’s mother got there she scolded her son for picking on my son because she recognized me from my days in high school 😂😇
One day mom got a call from my 2nd grade teacher, practically hissing, "Do you know what your son said at recess today?!?" My mom, knowing how many directions this could go with me, sighed and asked. "He said he fell off the monkey bars and hit his PENIS!! Children in the Pierce household don't use such language!!!" Mom said she just had to absorb and tried and failed at holding her tongue and bit back, "Lady was he supposed to say he broke his d**k???"
It is sad the bully got away with this. And they wonder why they have such problems in schools. Ahh one you don't pay attention and when you do you shrug it off or blame it on both kids. When one of them are actually being bullied. Sad.
Me and my sister are much better than our mother at English due to us moving to a different country at a young age and having to learn English to communicate. My mom wanted to improve her English and so she asked us to speak it with her,I was seven in the backseat of the car,she said (with a broken accent) “So we speak English now?” and I rolled my eyes while saying “This is gonna take a loooooooooooooonnnggg time” Still a family inside joke :')
I think the accent must have been so thick that the kid thought she was hopeless. My mom was French and spoke perfect English, but her accent was so thick everyone looked to me to translate for her even after 40 years in the States, lol.
Load More Replies...same here. The sentence makes sense in English. Mom wanted to practice, made a grammatically correct statement but with an accent. 7 year old responded like a brat. Now this mean comment is said by anyone in the family and everyone laughs.
Load More Replies...My sister and I... You always put yourself last.
Load More Replies...When I was in middle school the neighborhood I lived in had this weird thing about it: about every 2 houses there would be one house with about 2 or 3 bichon frise dogs just living in the yard. They didn’t often walk them, the owners just let them loose around the yard and chasing birds and barking at the passers by. If you were unlucky enough to be around when they’re not taking their naps, then the whole street of fluffy white bichon dogs barking would create a tantrum and you just gotta run before they figure out the hinges on the yard doors aren’t really stable. Most of the pet dogs in the neighborhood were bichon frise. It was the most cutest but bizarre thing I ever saw.
When I was a kid I hated shoes and could be seen regularly not wearing shoes, even at time where shoes would be expected. One night when I was about 9 or 10 years old my parents decided to take us to the drive-in movies and then said we would just stay the night at a hotel since it would be so late to drive home. We used to go to the drive-in movies a lot as a kid, but never stayed in hotels after, we just came home. Despite the change, I didn't think much about the change. So I put on my very favorite fuzzy pajamas, a sundress for the morning, picked my favorite snacks, and piled into the car with my parents and little brother who is a year younger than me. Movies were great and I never remember going to the hotel afterwards. In the morning, I get myself ready and pile into the car again. After a short drive, my parents pull around the corner and I see large signs pointing us in the direction of Cedar Point (a large amusement park about 2 hours from home). This is when I burst into hysterical tears. My parents, totally confused at the situation turn to look at me. I catch my breathe and between tears finally get out "I'm not wearing any shoes!" My parents are beside themselves and speechless. They are mad at themselves for not noticing that their child hasn't been wearing shoes for the last 12+ hours, that their 9 year old didn't even put shoes on but also because since are 2 hours from home. Since this was the 90s and before cell phones, it took them a minute but they did find a Payless Shoe Store. They made me sit in the car while my mom picked out new shoes. It took over an hour before we finally made it to the amusement park. In 37 now and my mom still makes sure I have shoes when we go anywhere
At least there are a ton of store close by, probably even more than I know about, it’s been awhile since I have been up there, 2 hr drive for us too. I once took our daughter to safety city (before kindergarten) without shoes, thankfully we only lived a few minutes from the school lol.
I didn't like wearing shoes either ......but I make my kids try to wear shoes.
Son was 3 and asked for a cookie. Gave him 1, then 1 for the other hand. He asked for another. When I said his hands were full, he put 1 in his mouth and held out his hand. He got the cookie.
My daughter at about 18 months was eating these crunchy lentil rings, really enjoying them. Points to the package to receive more, I say "but you still have your mouth full!" And she procedes to dig a whole ring out of her mouth. Not full anymore, I guess, room for more! :D
During middle school I walked home with a friend from grade school most days, and he was a bit lighter than me and a bit less risk averse. On a trip to a mountain camp he walked out on some thin ice, and convinced my stupid self it was safe to walk on, after which I found out it was not, indeed, safe, but fortunately he quickly grabbed a branch and my parents were nearby so it ended well... so when we were walking home and he decided to swing from some ivy, and told me it would be fine, I of course had learned my lesson and refused. Only about 10 seconds later the ivy snapped and he crashed down into the small creek below. As soon as I was sure he was fairly unhurt, I enjoyed a nice revenge laugh.
I use to swing on them all the time. I use to pull on it really hard to make shore maybe it could hold me. Good childhood memories from that.
9 year old me (F) approached my mom with my cat in my arms and declared, “this is my big pussy!”. She lost it!😂😂😂
😂😂😂😂😂 my kids where saying that in the van one day. I told them not to use that word.
My grandmother lived on the water, a branch of the Elizabeth River (Virginia). There are birds, called loons, that have long necks and dive under the water and swim great distances before surfacing. My uncle told me that they were baby Chessie... Similar to the Lockness Monster (Nessie), but living near the Chesapeake Bay, we have Chessie. I believed him until I was about 10 or 11 years old. Like seriously,why would he ever lie?? Also, I thought that turtles were frogs that found a home... Like hermit crabs - they just came upon a shell and said, "Yep, this one will do." LOL 😆
I think the frog thing is so cute and the story about the loons is funny lol
When I was younger, (Elementary school age) I had a hard time pronouncing the double Rs in horror. One year at the county fair I wanted to go on the haunted house ride. Dad said we had to eat lunch first. As we finished eating my father announced we were gonna head home. I blurted out, "But Dad, you promised we could go to the Whore house"! To which everyone laughed while my mother hurriedly and loudly said "Horror, double R."
I am my brothers younger sister who always wanted to do everything he could do. I wanted to climb the trees and one day my mom caught him helping me up into the tree and she wanted me to keep my feet on the ground for a little while longer, so she made the rule that I could climb the tree once I could get into it by myself. Well, the next day I have my tricycle under the lowest branch with one foot on the seat and one on the handlebars and I jumped for that lowest branch and missed! I landed back in my original position and my mom came running out of the house, certain she was going to find me broken. Knowing she was defeated, she took my jump rope, tied it around the lowest branch, allowing me to step in the loop, reach the lowest branch and climb to my hearts delight. That story still gets told 45 years later.
I loved climbing trees when I was little. I was like an expert. The mailman would always freak out. Little did he know I had graduated to really big trees lol. I'll never forget how the mailman would react.
my favorite part was getting a new perspective on the neighborhood in the really high branches.
Load More Replies...my parents always knew they had one daughter (my sister) and a female mountain goat (me)... I'd climb out of anything and into everything else (more than once I've apparently given them something resembling a heart-attack after disappearing and re-appearing hanging upside-down from a relatively thin tree-branch 2 meters or more above the ground... due to this fearless ability of climbing trees, in later years (when I was 8 or 9) I became in charge of picking of apples, pears & plums in my grandma's orchard during the annual harvest (the others would stay firmly on the ground, especially my scaredy-cat sister)... I now, 20 years later, whenever I see a very climable tree I still have to hold myself back, I once surprised my in-laws (and husband) by seeing a tree and climbing all the way to the top, looking around, and coming back down again, dusting off my hands as if I'd simply tied my shoe laces... now they just happily accept me for the weirdo that I am...
I'm the big sister whose little bro can climb and I can't. I'm working on building up the muscles that have atrophied since my goofball days...
My mom, who didn't like heights and was shorter than me at 13, once had to get a ladder to get me out a tree. My t-shirt got stuck. Please don't down vote, that's for spam
My daughter also loved climbing trees. One beautiful fall day we were out in the backyard raking leaves. I told her to help me rake the leaves onto the big tarp so we could drag them to the front tree lawn for pickup....but she was gone. I figured she went in the house, but she wasn't there. I knew she hadn't left the yard. Yup, she had climbed a tree and was sitting up there watching me work.
My younger brother eating too many pot noodles when they came out, leading to amusing breaking wind noises later, whereupon aforementioned noodles made a surprise reappearance, apparently dangling from his balloon knot as he shuffled awkwardly to the bathroom. To this day I haven't laughed as much!
Not only that, but he apparently doesn't digest his food either.
Load More Replies...When my twin sister and I (male) were very young, maybe around 8-10, we had a brother/sister siblings living down the street from us we often played with. Sister was iirc a year or so older than the brother... One day we all went swimming in my family's pool, getting in our swimsuits and leaving our regular clothes on a bench in the back yard. The boy's underwear had a "mysterious" brown substance in it, when we teased/interrogated him about it, he said "Mom my puts play-doh in my underwear!" The older sister, of course, was having none of it, and called him out while chasing him around the yard with his "play-doh" undies on a stick, taunting him as to why he was so scared of it.
Had a similar situation with my much younger cousin. But, I didn't chase him with a stick 😂
Once when my brother was three and I was two we were put down for naps. My brother ended up pooping in his diaper, but instead of telling my mom ( or whatever 3 year olds do when they poop) he pulled his pants of and painted the walls with his hands and feet and poo. We called him ' Poo- caso'
Yeah my kids have done this one once oh Lord what a mess they made and it was right when we woke up we found the poo painting in there room all over two walls.
I did this, only it was before mom and dad woke up. She STILL doesn't know how I did it, but my crib was in the center of the room yet somehow.... It was on every wall, the ceiling, the floor, IN MY HAIR AND ON MY FACE. Mom, remembering a previous concussion had knocked my dad's sense of smell out, snuck back into bed then woke him up saying I needed to be checked on and let him walk into that (literally) s**t blind.
This was around my 7th birthday I think and we had a big party which was more like a family reunion. There are multiple things that happened that day. 1: some of my relatives roasted a whole pig and I was so shocked that I couldn’t go anywhere near it. When it was done my grandma tried to force me to eat the tail and I almost threw up. 2: I had an Elmo birthday cake and right when I was going to blow out the candles my uncle comes behind me and blows them out. I still hold a grudge against him 😂.
I've always refused to let anyone blow on candles near me. They can have the candles on their OWN piece and blow them out. To this day I cringe when I see people doing this at parties.
Ah the reason theres far more disease these days, just think of all the immunization kids get from sharing germs and playing in dirt, real dirt, not the online stuff! Do you go live/go shopping in a plastic bubble as seen in recent pandemic?
Load More Replies...When I was in kindergarten..I had much to learn yet in this life! I was proud that I sharpened a pencil to an honorable point:) then I proceeded to hold it point end up on the desk; laughed nodding my head foward; stabbing myself in the forehead. I looked up cross-eyed and confused as it stayed there in my head.! I had lead stuck there in my forehead for years. A lesson that we all must learn especially the ability to laugh at ourselves. Lol!!
When I was 12 I was stabbed in the palm of my hand by a really sharp pencil in the bottom of my school bookbag. I'm 55 now and I still have a grey dot where I got stabbed.
43 and I have graphite dots in both hands (separate childhood incidents).
Load More Replies...Some jackass in high school always went around holding sharp pencils with the point out. He got me bad and my arm bleed for an hour. I have a similar tattoo.
I managed to stab my leg (thigh) and every once in a while I find that grey dot.
My husband has been stab with a pencil like three times through school years he still has them in his face.
Funny memory 1: When I was at primary school, we had an awards ceremony and it went for well over an hour. We were coming to the end of it when my name was called and they asked me to come up to the front--infront of the whole school. So I got up, but my legs collapsed beneath me because we'd been sitting there for so long in such a cramped condition that my blood circulation in my legs had completely stopped. Unsure what to do, I crawled to the front to claim my award. Funny memory 2: I went to the beach in my wetsuit and waterproof shoes and went for a swim in the sea. When I came out I felt this weird feeling in my shoe. I thought I was imagining it at first, but it persisted, so I took off my shoe and a fish jumped out. Don't worry though, I got the fish back in the sea unharmed :) But yeah I've never heard of fish swimming into people's shoes before. Very odd. If you're curious about the species it was a baby lemon sole fish (I think) either that or something similar.
Once I found the cutest little baby octopus in my wetsuit. I tried to save it but it was small and not hardy. Out of the water too long, it had died. I still feel a bit sad over that.
When I was around 12-14 throughout my high school years, everytime my brother (4 years younger than me) and I would get McDonalds, we would order Happy Meals and then after dinner we would take my Dads hammer and blast them to smithereens. Sometimes, we would deface them with Sharpies beforehand. Whatever kept the kids away from hurting each other was my parents mindset I guess :)
Blast what, the hamburger? The fries? The DRINK? The toy? This story is unclear.
What exactly was beaten up? The toy or the food? Please do not down vote, that's for spam
I used to heavily prefer McDonald's as a kid but hated how Burger King gave out those crowns. So I'd just put the happy meal box on my head. My grandmother had to cut out eye holes eventually bc I'd stubbornly keep running into things. I called it my clown crown. Fittingly.
I was, I don't know, 11 or 12. I'd put together plastic ship models, then take them to the creek, and sitting under the bridge, I'd set them on fire and let them float away until they sank. One especially big one, an aircraft carrier, I think, made so much black smoke that it billowed up on both sides of the roadway above. I ran into the woods thinking someone would call the fire department, and hoping my fingerprints were burned up.
I took a swallow of sour milk when I was about 9, my brother sat at the table watching me and knew it was bad but didn't say anything. Needless to say I quit drinking plain milk that day lol.
not even a year ago... im 13. my mom was making buttermilk pancakes and I was helping her. i washed my hands and, being allowed to taste ingredients my whole life, stuck my finger in the buttermilk and had a taste... it tasted like sour milk. my mom, asked what did you expect I replied, ...buttery, sweet milk. NOPE the pancakes were delicious tho
My year three class was the battiest thing ever. You know those blue plastic chairs that all stack on top of each other? Well, we were having circle time, so all the chairs were stacked at the edge of the class room, and the boy next to the stack noticed that one of the chair legs was missing it's rubber plug. So, he stuck his finger up into the chair leg. And couldn't get it out again. Our teacher had to go and get the receptionist, and it literally got to the point that they were debating grease, cutting the leg off.... And he yanked really hard and got it out. Also, once another boy had been sent to reception for something, and the second he left the room, our teacher ( fun but batty) said, 'quick, let's all go outside and hide'. So the poor kid comes back.... And is faced with a totally empty classroom. We thought it was funny. And Oh yeah! I was the sixteen year old idiot, who thought ' oh no, I never burn, I don't need suncream on my legs'. Paid heavily for that one, and never did it again.
I was on a punt with some friends. One was misbehaving so his mum told us tho push him in. He panicked and pushed me in instead. But I hung of and only had one foot in the water, with both arms and my other leg still in the boat. The only thing was it was a really awkward position. To get back in, I had to jump out the boat and then climb back in. As soon as I put my other leg in, I remembered my phone was in that pocket. I was the only one who found this funny. (BTW my phone was fine.)
When my brother who is younger was around 6 years old I tried to explain to him that we were half brother and sister and without missing a beat he looked me right in the eye and said well which half of you is my sister? I still laugh about that today and he's now 44
When I was around 7 I wanted to watch Nosferatu which aired in the evening. My parents thought it wasn't a great idea. However, we had an old black and white tv upstairs so I watched it anyway... Didn't dare to go to the toilet after that for quite some time if the bathroomwindow wasn't closed :p Growing up, I loved to watch all the scary movies :)
I don’t remember it but apparently when I was little I had been quiet in my room for a while then walked out and asked my parents “what’s the last step to building a fire?”. Lmao!! I had piled some toys and clothes and put rocks around them hahahah.
When I was a teen my 4 year old cousin was visiting from the big city. I lived in a house on a lake and we went swimming every day except one day when the weather turned bad. Too cold, windy, etc. He asked if we could go swimming and I said we couldn't because it was too cold. He asked, "what if I wear my jacket?"
I was about 8 years old. My mom, brother, and I were on vacation visiting my dad's parents in Florida. Mom casually mentions to grandma that she thinks I take after/look like grandma. I got offended. I blurted out "I'M NOT OLD AND WRINKLY!!!" they all laughed but i probably hurt her feelings a little bit.
being an old fart now, nothing embarasses me anymore. as most young girls, when you start to develop you begin to criticize your own body.(horrible i know but it happens,) i was going to go to a new year's party. mom made me a beautiful dress w/a heart bodice. when i put it on it fit great but i was unhappy because my chest looked flat. i had a 'good' bust but the girls were not friendly; hence, no cleavage. on christmas morning i found a gift from my dad in my stocking: an eyebrow pencil with a note to draw it in. at the time i didn't think it was funny but now, knowing my dad was not one to do pranks of this kind i find it one of my best memories of him. and, thankfully, i still have him with me-he;s 80. still stoic, still dry humor but every once in a while he pulls one off.
One day, i lied to my sister who is 4yrs younger than me that if you eat those colourful assorted jellies, her tummy will start glowing colours of the rainbow. She got so scared that whenever she got those jellies she gave the whole thing to me but since she is older, i told her the truth. Even till this day we are laughing about it :)
We had an older house with a porch that had a roof. The kids rooms were above the porch. My brother decided one day he was superman and donned a towel as a cape. He got out the bedroom window and walked down the roof and prepared to jump. My dad was outside and saw him on the edge, he ran and caught my brother on his way down. How my dad stayed standing when he caught him or even saw him starting to jump, is beyond me. This was only the start of my brother's stupidity. Reminded him of how lucky he was to be alive. That was not the first, nor the last time, he jumped off of something too high.
I was a precocious kid with liberal, uni professor parents. They had decided to teach me about sex the moment I got curious, so I wouldn't feel weird later on. Mom is having a conversation about this with another mom at the park. She called me over to explain how things work to show that information isn't a bad thing. I confidently got through all the graphic details (No shame), until the end. Three year old me declared "And after nine months, the baby POPS out the a**s!" She could've died, and other mom sweetly tried not to lose her s**t laughing.
When my brother who is younger was around 6 years old I tried to explain to him that we were half brother and sister and without missing a beat he looked me right in the eye and said well which half of you is my sister? I still laugh about that today and he's now 44
When I was around 7 I wanted to watch Nosferatu which aired in the evening. My parents thought it wasn't a great idea. However, we had an old black and white tv upstairs so I watched it anyway... Didn't dare to go to the toilet after that for quite some time if the bathroomwindow wasn't closed :p Growing up, I loved to watch all the scary movies :)
I don’t remember it but apparently when I was little I had been quiet in my room for a while then walked out and asked my parents “what’s the last step to building a fire?”. Lmao!! I had piled some toys and clothes and put rocks around them hahahah.
When I was a teen my 4 year old cousin was visiting from the big city. I lived in a house on a lake and we went swimming every day except one day when the weather turned bad. Too cold, windy, etc. He asked if we could go swimming and I said we couldn't because it was too cold. He asked, "what if I wear my jacket?"
I was about 8 years old. My mom, brother, and I were on vacation visiting my dad's parents in Florida. Mom casually mentions to grandma that she thinks I take after/look like grandma. I got offended. I blurted out "I'M NOT OLD AND WRINKLY!!!" they all laughed but i probably hurt her feelings a little bit.
being an old fart now, nothing embarasses me anymore. as most young girls, when you start to develop you begin to criticize your own body.(horrible i know but it happens,) i was going to go to a new year's party. mom made me a beautiful dress w/a heart bodice. when i put it on it fit great but i was unhappy because my chest looked flat. i had a 'good' bust but the girls were not friendly; hence, no cleavage. on christmas morning i found a gift from my dad in my stocking: an eyebrow pencil with a note to draw it in. at the time i didn't think it was funny but now, knowing my dad was not one to do pranks of this kind i find it one of my best memories of him. and, thankfully, i still have him with me-he;s 80. still stoic, still dry humor but every once in a while he pulls one off.
One day, i lied to my sister who is 4yrs younger than me that if you eat those colourful assorted jellies, her tummy will start glowing colours of the rainbow. She got so scared that whenever she got those jellies she gave the whole thing to me but since she is older, i told her the truth. Even till this day we are laughing about it :)
We had an older house with a porch that had a roof. The kids rooms were above the porch. My brother decided one day he was superman and donned a towel as a cape. He got out the bedroom window and walked down the roof and prepared to jump. My dad was outside and saw him on the edge, he ran and caught my brother on his way down. How my dad stayed standing when he caught him or even saw him starting to jump, is beyond me. This was only the start of my brother's stupidity. Reminded him of how lucky he was to be alive. That was not the first, nor the last time, he jumped off of something too high.
I was a precocious kid with liberal, uni professor parents. They had decided to teach me about sex the moment I got curious, so I wouldn't feel weird later on. Mom is having a conversation about this with another mom at the park. She called me over to explain how things work to show that information isn't a bad thing. I confidently got through all the graphic details (No shame), until the end. Three year old me declared "And after nine months, the baby POPS out the a**s!" She could've died, and other mom sweetly tried not to lose her s**t laughing.
