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#61
When I was mad, I would get a red V in the middle of my forehead. My name starts with V , but everyone said it was for eVil
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#62
I loved playing with kitchen utensils as a baby/toddler so my mom made one drawer in the kitchen just for me and “safe” things to play with. One time I snuck and got my moms meat tenderizer off the counter and was in the floor playing with it and smashed my finger. Mom said she heard me cry and asked what was wrong and I replied, “I smashed my finger with this damn-er hammer” She thinks I was attempting to say “this damn hammer” but I couldn’t talk well yet. Apparently well enough to cuss though!
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#63
My mom always mentioned that when I was crying hard that my mouth would make a square shape and I'd be red-faced but my lips and right around them would be white. My mom was not much of a 'photo person' so no proof. I have no idea if I still do it, I'll have to ask my husband.
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#64
As a baby I probably did lots of weird things but I always had my own baby talk for penguin. I barely ever babbled expect if I wanted a penguin.
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#66
I sucked my thumb, twirled my hair with the other hand & stared blankly into space.
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#67
I wouldn't eat until my parents promised to marry me to a famous movie actor of that time 😂
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#68
When I was like 4,as long as I had my pillow,i could sleep anywhere.
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#69
At hardly a year old, I climbed out of my crib, waddled to the living room hours after being put to bed and proceeded to dance to Bayside Boys' Macarena in front of my stunned parents (side note - I kicked @$$ at dancing as a kid)
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#70
Weirdest thing I used to do while crawling was picking up hair from the carpet and eat it. whyy
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#71
Was around 2 or so. A friend of mine and me ate a tub of butter (Kærgaarden). Also at around 2 or 3, I drank shampoo. Only did both things once! Haha
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#72
Also.. around 2-3.. my dad would come to me, take off his socks and ask “hey. Do these smell?”
I would take a huge whiff and say “yeah! Yuck!”
He laughed and laughed. I did that more than once, for some reason. I was gullible and thought “maybe he can’t smell it and needs me to check for him?”
I would take a huge whiff and say “yeah! Yuck!”
He laughed and laughed. I did that more than once, for some reason. I was gullible and thought “maybe he can’t smell it and needs me to check for him?”
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#73
Helped paint a shed while naked (w is like 5)
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#74
When I was around 2, I stuffed styrofoam from mattress padding up my nose. Mom couldn't figure out why I stunk so bad. People would say oh how pretty and the back up snarling from the smell. After a few weeks of trying everything, Mon took me to the doctor. The styrofoam had rotted in my nose. Guess that's why I have such bad sinuses now.
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#75
I didn’t like formula, milk or teats on bottles (mum couldn’t breastfeed). She had to put Nesquik in my formula and feed me from a sippy cup. I still hate milk...
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#76
My non says when I was a baby and was changing my diaper, I would reach down to grab my poop and eat it like chocolate.
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#77
I used to love to have pictures taken of me when I was little. My little sister was the opposite. Our mom was trying to film my sister’s first steps. My sister kept trying to walk out of the frame, so I took this as my opportunity to steal the show. I walk in front of the camera and start wiggling around saying “IM cRAZY DaNcIng”
Another time my mom asked me what I wanted for lunch and I said: cookie? She said, no we don’t have any cookies, I responded with: cookie? This went on for another 5 minutes
I also once fell asleep while eating soup
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#78
When i was little, if i got annoyed enough i would start bawling my eyes out and then pass out from lack of air. i cried so much i couldnt breathe. bruh
also when i first slept on a "big girl bed" (no sides/walls) i fell asleep standing up, but with my head on the bed... wot
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#79
I stuck my head through the stair banisters things and got stuck for 10 minutes
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#80
This one is not of me, but my youngest sister. I am the oldest of 4 sisters. Gabby, the second oldest child has a hard name to pronounce for babies so my youngest sister would call her Bobby. Gabby HATED this and would say to her “No, it’s Gabby. Say guh, guh, Gabby.” And she would say “guh, guh... Bobby!!!”
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