People Are Sharing Their Weird Family Things That They Only Realized Were Not Normal Later In Life (35 Answers)
Every family is unique. And before we judge anyone for the way they live, we have to remember that other people might be in a totally different situation than us.
With that being said, many of us grow up with, let's call them eccentricities, without even realizing it! A popular Reddit thread by u/i-had-no-good-ideas has users sharing the weirdest thing their family does that they always thought was perfectly fine. From banning birthday parties to raising 36 cats, the entries prove the term "normal" is a rather relative one.
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That my family gets together once a week for dinner. Not just my mom, dad, and brother. I mean 4-5 generations of my family get together every Wednesday night for the last 40 years. We also do every holiday too. It’s almost never called off and we just rotate who cooks each week. It’s about 35 people.
Interestingly, u/i-had-no-good-ideas came up with this question during a clash between two family worlds. "I was camping with my [folks] and another family that we're friends with and we were arguing about the rules of UNO and what was the right way to play and what was the wrong way," the Redditor told Bored Panda.
"It turned out that my family had been playing it wrong the whole time and that just blew my mind ... I had been oblivious to it this whole time."
We had absolutely no censorship growing up. Everything was available to us to watch or listen to or play. My dad taught my sister and me how to sneak into R rates movies by buying a movie for one but going to another.
My parents made themselves available to explain most things, and had an open door policy. My sister and I were shy, though, and rarely asked stuff...except the time my sister asked my mom what 69 was and she answered. My sister learned not to ask.
When people said they couldn't watch or play something it was foreign to me.
My sister and I turned out low key. Didn't have our first relationships until I was 18 and she was 19. Pretty introverted about sexual matters for even longer. Never in trouble and were dedicated to school. In school we never drank or smoked. Both of my parents asked me and my sister of we needed birth control pills when we were 16. We said no followed by eww, Haha.
I think our curiosities were extinguished through my parents open policy, and we never felt the need to rebel.
my mom was the same and me and my sister turned out to be pretty well behaved adults with no need to rebel
I'm the same way w my daughter she's never been in trouble doesn't follow the crowd and nothing phases her. It was always age appropriate and I was always available.
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My parents were kind of similar, but with some age-appropriate boundaries. Mostly they wanted us to be protected from ill-intentioned people, so they gave us the information we needed. My brother and I turned out very well-behaved and responsible when it comes to sex and alcohol.
My parents were both doctors, and we had free access to an adult education video about conception, pregnancy, and childbirth. Very detailed, and showing all the stages of foetal development. There was no mystery about where babies come from. We're now in our thirties and forties, three out of four daughters are celibate, and the fourth is gay.
My parents were kind of like this. My mum would answer pretty much any question I had so I never got “the talk” and I’m not really scared to talk to her about anything. I never realised that this wasn’t normal when I was younger and I was really confused when my friends were shocked that I told my mum about pretty much everything.
Same with my family. The only movie my mom told me I couldn't see was "Suddenly, Last Summer." Not because of sex, but because she had read the book and there is, evidently, a cannibalism thing in the book, that is only mentioned in passing in the movie. I read Lady Chatterley's Lover in the 7th grade. It was passed around at school with all the "good" scenes "marked". No biggie, I didn't ask but I think she knew. I never drank, had "early" sex, did drugs or smoked. Forbidding something makes it terribly attractive.
I did the same with my children and they are all successful and were never any trouble. I answered their curiousity with the truth so no need to rebel.
Sounds like effective parenting. In my family, anything remotely sexual or romantic was taboo. Twenty years later, I still find myself having weird reactions to completely appropriate PDA because of my parents' weird attitudes when I was growing up.
I was more like this, but perhaps not to this extent. I let my kids watch movies and if they had issues, we shut that down. I answered questions, but never more than they asked for. They're pretty good young adults now. All in college, getting good grades, and share more with me than sometimes I want to know.
More parents should learn how to be this way! Not saying it would work with every kid, but there'd certainly be less weirdness in the next generation.
My parents started doing "the dirty" at 16 my mom talked with me and said "buy condoms or birth control" I said no to birth control because I already take medication and don't want them to interfere with each other.not buying condoms cuz I'm not doing the dirty with anyone until I'm at least 18
Condoms aren't only for birth prevention but to avoid illnesses. You know, they're cünt/dıck maskes.
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My sister was the same. Her 3 kids Turned out really well and incredibly successful. They were never in trouble and now have great lives. The oldest two have great well paid jobs and the youngest is about to graduate college. Not bad for kids who were allowed to drink get tattoos and party hearty when they were in their teens.
My mother explained nothing whatsoever. I managed to turn out only a little warped.
I was like this to an extent .... my adult kids tell me everything now, some stuff I don't want to hear hahahaha
My upbringing was the opposite, I didn't know about sex till I heard other children talking when I was 12. Father was a heavy smoker, when the risks weren't so much recognized, saw other kids smoking cigarettes when I was 13, didn't want to smoke or drink. I didn't want to experiment or rebel at all, hated the idea of all those things.
You were NORMAL! Kids start too early these days. "Oh, my! Six years old a still a virgin?"
I don't care if people want their underage kids to see R-rated films but as a cinema worker, sneaking into a different film is super not-cool. We rely on the headcounts in the rare event of a mass evacuation of the cinema, this is why it's super important to refund tickets for guests in your group who no-show (got sick or stuck in traffic, whatever). Because if we have to get everyone out and then there's 99 people come out of Screen 2 when the sales list shows that there should've been 101, we have to waste time (and potentially emergency services time) trying to figure it out. Just buy a ticket for the film you wanna see and if you can't get in, wait for the DVD.
As a cinema-worker, sneaking people into other films is super not-cool. I don't care about underaged kids seeing R-rated films if their parents don't care BUT we rely on the headcounts of the screens (calculated via ticket sales) in the event of a mass evacuation of the cinema, to ensure everyone's safety. This is also why it's super important to refund tickets for no-shows (people in your group who got sick, etc). Yeah, we might EVENTUALLY figure that only 95 people came out of Screen 1 when there should've been 97 and 102 people coming out of Screen 10 when there should've been 100, but it could waste valuable time. Just buy tickets for the film you're really seeing and if you can't get in, wait for the DVD.
It’s always been my opinion that hiding/“protecting” kids from things almost always fails.
This is how I chose to parent and that's because my mom was the opposite and I it messed me up for a long time. My son is a goody two shoes and has never felt the need to rebel
XD that movie trick rarely works now. Ppl check tickets...guess they caught onto the trick
My parents taught me well... how to read Playboy but how to respect women. How to pick and choose your battles. How not to look at skin color, religions or walks of life different from mine as being evil. How to take care of those less fortunate than you... but how to deal with an asshole!
I know some families where that policy backfired though. It's very situational for it to be successful. Not saying not to do it though
My mother was prolific with information. I agree, open policy, far more likely to churn out kids who turn into responsible adults.
My parents used to let me and my friends drink booze in our garage and play music and smoke etc before we turned 18, they knew we would do it anyway and at least in my garage we were somewhat safe, all the other parents were cool about it too.
My parents were similar to a certain extent. I also turned out pretty introverted and never smoked or drank underage, didn't feel the need to rebel either. My brother on the other hand took everything to the extreme and still lives on the edge now. We had the same upbringing, never get how we turned out so different. 🤷🏻♀️
you are very lucky to have parents like that my mother was a nightmare and my father lived in a boarding house above a bar the few times he used his visitation he brought me there and my mother would grill me every time and then call him and chew him out
My parents were the same. My mother told me not to be so prude. I turned out to be asexual ha
I did the same with my son. Had his first taste of alcohol a week after turning 21.
My father was born in Europe and I was allowed wine with dinner, sips of Dad's beer, and highballs with the parents when I was a teen. When the teenagers I hung around with planned on getting beer and drinking down by the lake, I didn't need or want to do that. Alcohol was forbidden to them, even a glass of bubbly on New Year's at home with the folks.
On the other hand, it could have ended badly. I say, each kid is different what works for one may not work for another.
Each kid is different... but educating them, being open, and honest should be parenting norms to raising children.
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At one point in my childhood, we had 36 cats who only came inside to eat and sleep at night. Any time a friend slept over, they were amazed and delighted when a half-dozen or more cats came in to sleep in my room. My dad even thought he was having a heart attack one time, because he woke up feeling intense pressure on his chest — it was actually two dozen cats. I found out later that my neighborhood considered us the weird house because of all the cats I thought were so awesome.
Researchers believe there is no single 'normal' in the modern American family anymore. According to a report prepared for the Council on Contemporary Families, most commonly (34 percent), children live with married, dual-career parents, however, no single family 'style' is in the majority.
"We have not replaced one ideal family type with another," Philip Cohen, a sociologist at the University of Maryland, said. "We have replaced one ideal family type with what we call a 'peacock's tail' in the report because it fans out."
Cohen took data from the U.S. Census and from national surveys on family life and reconstructed the family arrangements of Americans in 1960 and 2012.
He found that in 1960, the American family showed a 'peak conformity'. That year, the age at first marriage was the youngest, the marriage rate was at its highest, and the number of extended families living together in multigenerational households was the lowest.
Back then, 65 percent of children under age 15 lived in a family with married parents in which the father was the breadwinner. 18 percent had married parents who were both employed. And only one child in 350 lived with a mother who had never been married.
In 2012, however, no family type held a majority: the number of children with married parents and only a father working dropped to 22 percent, while children raised by dual-income married parents rose to 34 percent. 11 percent of kids lived with a never-married mother and 7 percent with a parent cohabiting with a romantic partner. About 3 percent of children lived with a single father.
My grandmother always thought the hand signal for 'I love you' was to stick your middle finger straight up like you're flipping someone the bird. Well, when she would send my dad and his sisters out of the house for the day, she'd innocently flip them the bird while yelling that she loved them. Now, out of tradition, my family always flips each other the bird to say goodbye. We always get strange looks at the airport.
It is the same in a Mr. Bean movie when he goes to America. Lovingly flips everyone off.
About this time every year when local strawberries come into season, my Grandfather would make homemade strawberry shortcake for dinner. Not those stupid sponge cakes but with real homemade shortcakes. He would serve it with cream and it was a big deal because we ate pretty healthy. It was our way of welcoming Summer. His mother in the early 1900s would make one huge shortcake that would feed her, grandpa, and his 6 brothers and sisters.
In the fall when the local apples come in we would make apple dumplings for dinner because that was my Grandma's family tradition to celebrate the harvest.
I thought it was normal to have dessert twice a year for dinner to celebrate the changing of the seasons.
We all open our Christmas gifts one at a time, taking turns, while everyone else watches. I've never met another family that does this.
We do this. I’ve been doing it since I was a kid and continued it with my kids. It gives everyone a chance to see what everyone received. My entire extended family does this also and so do all of my friends.
"The first and most harrowing thing I took away from the comments was that more families have poop knives than I thought," u/i-had-no-good-ideas said. "The second thing I took away was what a poop knife was. But the third takeaway was that I'm really glad that my family are who they are. I got a lot of comments that were largely concerning when you think about them too long and it just made me glad that the strangest thing my family do is play UNO wrong."
After going through the comments, u/i-had-no-good-ideas agrees with the before-mentioned study. "Everyone has a different view of what normal is," the Redditor said. "To some, normal could be wearing a tuxedo and top hat to bed or running around your backyard wearing nothing but a sombrero. So there is such thing as a normal family but the concept of normal is entirely subjective and there is no such thing as a wrong subjective view."
Philip Cohen believes people really sort of on their own figuring out how to make their family life work. In fact, the sociologist thinks it's the reason why we have a big parenting advice industry. Plus, the search for role models may also help to explain the intense interest in celebrity families and marriages.
We have always had cats. We have several “cat songs”. Some are just songs that we have changed the words to include our cats names, but others completely made up on the fly. We can still remember and sing the cat songs of our pets that have long since passed.
We also have a certain way we speak to each others pets that is almost like another language. Made up words, strange accents, weird pronunciation of syllables... the whole shebang. Incomprehensible to others, but makes perfect sense to us.
My dad’s side of the family always had this particular smell that I loved! But I never knew what that smell was... I only smelled it around them... It was such a nostalgic smell and I would be excited for family reunions so I could smell it.
Well, years later I discovered that smell was alcohol.
Alcoholism apparently runs in my family.
Growing up my parents would always give each other two cards for birthdays and anniversaries. One would be a comedy card and one is a love card. Thought that was how it just was.
Apparently my family is the only one that does that, but my girlfriend does enjoy the two cards very much.
In my family, correcting each other's mistakes in everyday conversation is normal, a thing to be grateful to the corrector for. The idea is that it's more important for everyone to be enriched or learning than it is for anyone's pride to be preserved while they're also wrong.
It created in me a love of debate and a willingness to revise my opinions / stances, but it's very frustrating to me now to calculate someone's pride into the equation, lest I be labeled rude or arrogant.
Our family had solstice parties. I didn't think it was weird until someone called me a witch.
in most of European countries solstice is a big think, especially midsummer (you cannot avoid that one in Baltics and Nordic countries), that's a lot of fun!
In my family, we finished the chicken to the bone — no meat, no gristle, nothing left. And if you didn't finish it, someone would finish it for you. Well, flash-forward to college when I'm eating chicken in the cafeteria with my housemates. One of them didn't clean their chicken wing, so I casually reached over and took it to finish it off, without interrupting the conversation. After a minute, I realized everyone was staring at me. 'What?' I asked, someone else's chicken bone hanging out of my mouth.
Saying 'I love you'. I'm very greatful to have grown up in a very loving and caring household. My parents and I say 'I love you' or 'love you' to almost everyone. But once I got to middle school (my first REAL group of friends) I realized that many kids did not grow up in a household to told each other that. Many times I saw my friends be uncomfortable when I told them that I loved them. Now I'm much more cautious when I say that. (Only say it to close friends now)
Probably selective memory, but I can't recall ever being told that by my mother as I was growing up.
We always had a single hardboiled egg on our plate whenever we had spaghetti.
We'd go for a walk after every dinner. Rain or shine. Found out years later our neighbors thought we were weird.
Yelling to communicate.
Everyone in my household just yelled and screamed at each other for little or no reason. Not even when they were mad at each other, but even when we were just working around the house or something, people would start yelling at each other like they hated them then after we were all done we just went back to business as usual as if nothing ever happened.
I didn't find out this wasn't exactly normal when I had my first girlfriend. I started yelling and bellowing at her about something, I have no idea what it was even about, and she started crying and said she was afraid I was going to hurt her. I thought this was the craziest thing i'd ever heard. I wasn't going to hit her, I was just yelling. We eventually sort of sat down and talked about it and she made me realize that the primary means of communication i'd been taught and had to use my entire life up to that point wasn't how people were supposed to talk to each other. I also learned that most women tend to cry if you yell at them.
I had done it throughout all my formative years so it's a bit hard to suppress. Sometimes I still find myself raising my voice to people, even my wife, and she'll just put her hand on my shoulder and its sort of our signal to remind me i'm getting carried away.
Weird thing is, i'm not even really angry or anything like that, it just happens automatically. But she knows I don't mean anything by it and helps me to keep it in check. It's not that bad these days, it has gotten better and better over the years being around more sane people that aren't from my family.
Working at renaissance faires. My parents have been doing it for decades, so I grew up doing it and thought nothing of it. I always thought it was normal that my family would dress up to interact with other people, also dressed up, wielding swords and the like. You can imagine my surprise when, in elementary school, no one had a goddamn clue what I was taking about when I spoke of my normal weekend activities Blew my eight-year-old mind
We had a diarrhea spoon, so we could test its consistency and find out how dehydrated we were — 'Need about 5 ounces there, Hon.'
People are often horrified by my parent's methods of discipline. When I was little we'd have to kneel on rice if we were too loud on the stairs, or get knuckle punched on the top of our heads if we did something wrong. Also, I now realize how strange it is for your parents to walk around naked. We also couldn't go to their bedroom after they went to bed. My sister broke her arm one morning falling out of the top bunk and my mom made her wait for hours until she would take her to the doctor. I won't go into the paint-stick rule. I didn't realize how messed up this was until I met my girlfriend and told her about it.
We're not super demonstrative or affectionate, so relationships were interesting early on. Wake up call for me was when my girlfriend got really upset with me because I didn't call her to find out how her doctor's appointment went. I was confused because I figured she'd let me know if anything was wrong and if I hadn't heard anything I'd assume everything was fine. It never registered that perhaps actual human people like to feel cared about sometimes and that - as her boyfriend - it would be appropriate for me to show a little more concern for her. My family is still like this, although I like to think I've grown in that respect - it's something I had to learn how to do though.
Meh, each to their own. My family were over involved (still are) in every aspect of each other's lives. Sending cards if you got a new job, or gifts if you were a little under the weather. It became a bit suffocating as you were expected to reciprocate and I couldn't keep up with it. My husband's family were a refreshing change, only milestone birthdays got a card. They weren't in and out of each other's lives, but kept a respectable distance. There if you need them, but would leave you alone to live your life. I much prefer that!
My dad used to whip out his bare ass at everyone. He once put it on the dinner table while I was eating, and my mom spanked it. That's when I realized something was off.
When I was little, my family and I LOVED the first Spongebob Movie. In the movie, they make these silly calls that sound like “LULULULU!” by pursing their lips and wiggling their tongues back and forth. One night, as my dad was tucking me in, he said “Goodnight, I love you! LULULULU!” And I repeated it back.
We still do this, and I’m 23. I think it’s his way of hanging on to his idea of me as a kid.
I draw the line at phone calls, though. I’ve gotten some weird looks from my boyfriend.
Eh, teach your boyfriend that families are weird. It's okay to be silly. If he judges you for it, find another boyfriend.
Whenever we got fast food, we would put all of our fries together in a big mound to share — sort of like communal fries. Once I was at a friend's house and they bought us fast food, so I put my fries on a plate and pushed it to the middle of the table. Lots of strange looks.
My friends suck the snot and boogers out of their kids' noses with their mouth instead of having them blow into tissues. Then they go spit it out in the trash afterwards. I gagged the first time I witnessed it.
We always ate pineapple slices on our hamburgers- every time- all of us
It was like putting ketchup on for most people, when I ate burgers at other people’s houses I would be like, where’s the pineapple in the same way people would ask for lettuce or mayo
That is delicious, but I don't think I'd call it a "must have." I bet the other families were pretty confused when you'd ask for the pineapple.
Let me tell ya bout the Wallbangies.
Thought everyone knew about them like the Easter bunny or tooth fairy. They are a tiny race of native American people. In the mornings you went around collecting belly button lint, and you would put what you find under your pillow when you made your bed. That night while you slept they would come and collect the lint, and eventually one day they would bring you a sweater they knitted from the lint.
I was 20 years old when I learned these itty bitty Indians aren't universally known..
*facepalm* Indigenous people are not elves, and they certainly are not interested in your belly button lint.
When we had dinner, if you took a bite that was too hot (temperature wise), the rest of the family would blow in your mouth until it cooled off. To this day my brothers and I wonder why our parents let us do this.
We always have our house in the 50- to 60-degree range, even during the Wisconsin winter. Everyone would always comment on how cold it was in our house, but it felt fine to me! Meanwhile, other people's houses — which are normally in the 70-degree range — are way too hot for me.
Our family had a communal underwear drawer until I was in high school. Apparently not common?
Growing up, my teachers and friends would tell me I had a 'sing-song' voice and sometimes would make fun of it, but that's how my entire family talks to one another. We have our own little familial variation on the local accent, words adopted from where most of us used to live, words made up as jokes over time, phrases that ended up sticking in our communal lexicon because of longstanding jokes or situations. It was enough that when I was in kindergarten the school insisted that I be put into speech therapy.
I didn't really realize it was weird until I was about 13 and my friends and I were watching Star Trek TNG and one of them pointed at the TV and said 'Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra. That's what you sound like!'
Your family sounds really cool actually. It would be fascinating to listen in.
My parents put certain foods (hot dogs, toast, etc) on paper towels instead of plates. Obviously things like pasta or rice would go on plates, but anything that didn't ~require~ a plate went on a paper towel. I grew up thinking this was normal. Until I served a sausage in a bun to a boyfriend on a paper towel and he looked at me like I had three heads.
Turns out my parents just really hate to wash dishes, so they destroy the planet by wasting paper and buying plastic cups instead. Real dishware only comes out on special occasions.
Did I mention they have a dishwasher but hate to use it?
My good friend's family used to put on a full Christmas pageant every year — I'm talking costumes, scripts, roles assigned at Thanksgiving, and always a live baby Jesus played by an infant in the family. They've even rented locations to fit everyone! She only found out that it was unusual in college, when we were discussing our plans for Winter Break and she casually mentioned 'the pageant.' Everyone paused and asked what that meant, and she said, 'You know, the family Christmas pageant.' We had to explain that no one else does that, and it was hilarious! She was an angel that year.
I'm more concerned that there's a new baby in this family every year. That's a lot of pressure!
Hoarding. But right after I left my family's home I became incredibly irate of any clutter. My home is now always organized and I constantly rid of stuff I don't use. But my housemate has a crap ton of ancient shit he doesn't use and it drives me nuts.
We never had birthday parties. Birthdays were observed, but there were never parties. I got toys, some good food, but no one was invited ever.
My father told me it was a family tradition. Many years later, when I realized that absolutely everyone I knew did in fact have birthday parties, I looked into the matter more closely and found that an ancestor had apparently died after his birthday party, and since then all parties were forbidden in the family.
Instead of trick-or-treating on Halloween, my parents made us go around to different doors in our basement and answer Bible questions to receive candy.
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Every year since my daughter was born her and I get up early and we have a birthday princess tea party for her bday. We use her first tea set and I bake a mini cake that looks like a Barbie dress that I stick a small Barbie in. We drink hot chocolate out of the little cups and she opens her presents. I decorate the dining room table the chairs and the wall behind it too. She just turned 19 and it's still something she loves. It's a mini surprise party. When she was little she thought all moms did this.
I wouldn't even know where to begin with my family weirdness. But it takes all kinds to make the world go round. I grew up happy and healthy and that's all that matter.
We would eat an entire baguette while we shopped. Always paid for it of course but always bought two one for home one for store. I remember I watched family feud as an adult and question was top 5 foods you eat while grocery shopping. I kept yelling bread at the screen. It did not make the top 5. Only then it dawned on me maybe people don’t do that
OMG, I thought my family was the only family that did this! How could anyone resist a fresh baguette still warm from the oven?!
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It wasn't until I was older that I realised that most kids had their first sleepover when they were like in their tweens or teens. We had friends that I'd known since I was really young, and everyone in our family was really close with everyone in their family. As a result of this, I had sleepovers from the age of 4 or 5. I was shocked when one of my friends said they had never slept over at someone's house until 14yo, because I assumed everyone was like me.
My husband’s family has a thing where you cannot do laundry between Christmas and New Years. It’s considered bad luck. They are very strict about it. The mere suggestion of washing anything during that time sends my hubs into a panic.
My family celebrates "1/2 birthdays". Halfway through the year from a person's REAL birthday, we speak, call or text a "happy 1/2 birthday".
I lived with my grandmother and 1/2 a grandfather ( lost his lower half in accident) across the yard from my mom, brother and gay gypsy uncle. The only weird thing we did was never putting our hats on the bed. The law would cone after you if you did. I believed that for years.
We celebrated thanks-Mortens-giving (a combination of thanks giving and Mortens aften). We had duck instead of turkey and always right between the holidays. So we both celebrated something American (father American) and something danish (mother danish).
Today I watched a documentary where a tribe in Peru makes alcohol by chewing yuca and spitting it into a large pot to ferment. They then gather and drink it later. That was the weirdest isht I have ever seen.
I feel strange after reading these. My family did a lot of these things (definitely not the naked parents or gross 💩spoon thing🤮), but some of the more quirky ones. My sister and I had a weird way of communicating with just "hmms", my mom and I always made up songs about our cats- lots of theme songs. The Beatles "I wanna hold your hand" became I wanna hold your paw as a general kitty song. Also the "kitty-licky gang" which I upgraded to "the meowfia"... lots of silly memories.
When I was younger, my family would have ice cream for dinner on Memorial Day. For some reason, it was also often avocado ice cream (which I found amazing when I was younger, but tried it again a few years back and nearly threw up).
I guess my mom, brother, and i are closer to each other than we are to my dad and brother. We have these common jokes between us and we are comfortable playing with each other. My mom still has a healthy relationship with my dad and brother, but they just dont spend a lot of time with us.
These threads are always a mix of A) quirky-cute family traditions, B) the occasional genuinely weird thing, and C) straight-up child abuse. I'm glad the person who compiled this for BP left out most of category C, but I really could have done with none of it.
I'm gonna need some unsee juice for a couple if these
Every year since my daughter was born her and I get up early and we have a birthday princess tea party for her bday. We use her first tea set and I bake a mini cake that looks like a Barbie dress that I stick a small Barbie in. We drink hot chocolate out of the little cups and she opens her presents. I decorate the dining room table the chairs and the wall behind it too. She just turned 19 and it's still something she loves. It's a mini surprise party. When she was little she thought all moms did this.
I wouldn't even know where to begin with my family weirdness. But it takes all kinds to make the world go round. I grew up happy and healthy and that's all that matter.
We would eat an entire baguette while we shopped. Always paid for it of course but always bought two one for home one for store. I remember I watched family feud as an adult and question was top 5 foods you eat while grocery shopping. I kept yelling bread at the screen. It did not make the top 5. Only then it dawned on me maybe people don’t do that
OMG, I thought my family was the only family that did this! How could anyone resist a fresh baguette still warm from the oven?!
Load More Replies... It wasn't until I was older that I realised that most kids had their first sleepover when they were like in their tweens or teens. We had friends that I'd known since I was really young, and everyone in our family was really close with everyone in their family. As a result of this, I had sleepovers from the age of 4 or 5. I was shocked when one of my friends said they had never slept over at someone's house until 14yo, because I assumed everyone was like me.
My husband’s family has a thing where you cannot do laundry between Christmas and New Years. It’s considered bad luck. They are very strict about it. The mere suggestion of washing anything during that time sends my hubs into a panic.
My family celebrates "1/2 birthdays". Halfway through the year from a person's REAL birthday, we speak, call or text a "happy 1/2 birthday".
I lived with my grandmother and 1/2 a grandfather ( lost his lower half in accident) across the yard from my mom, brother and gay gypsy uncle. The only weird thing we did was never putting our hats on the bed. The law would cone after you if you did. I believed that for years.
We celebrated thanks-Mortens-giving (a combination of thanks giving and Mortens aften). We had duck instead of turkey and always right between the holidays. So we both celebrated something American (father American) and something danish (mother danish).
Today I watched a documentary where a tribe in Peru makes alcohol by chewing yuca and spitting it into a large pot to ferment. They then gather and drink it later. That was the weirdest isht I have ever seen.
I feel strange after reading these. My family did a lot of these things (definitely not the naked parents or gross 💩spoon thing🤮), but some of the more quirky ones. My sister and I had a weird way of communicating with just "hmms", my mom and I always made up songs about our cats- lots of theme songs. The Beatles "I wanna hold your hand" became I wanna hold your paw as a general kitty song. Also the "kitty-licky gang" which I upgraded to "the meowfia"... lots of silly memories.
When I was younger, my family would have ice cream for dinner on Memorial Day. For some reason, it was also often avocado ice cream (which I found amazing when I was younger, but tried it again a few years back and nearly threw up).
I guess my mom, brother, and i are closer to each other than we are to my dad and brother. We have these common jokes between us and we are comfortable playing with each other. My mom still has a healthy relationship with my dad and brother, but they just dont spend a lot of time with us.
These threads are always a mix of A) quirky-cute family traditions, B) the occasional genuinely weird thing, and C) straight-up child abuse. I'm glad the person who compiled this for BP left out most of category C, but I really could have done with none of it.
I'm gonna need some unsee juice for a couple if these
