In her past life
Wednesday, 12 Mar 2025
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My 6 year old told me one time “Will I ever see my other mommy ? ” and I asked him “Who is the other mommy ?” he told me about his preschool teacher. That was a long day
My nephews used to tell me all kinds of fun memories about their other uncle, my brother. They had stories about him taking them to the park, going sledding in the winter, and playing games with them every time he visited.
Those were me. All of the stories were stories about me. My brother never visited them.
My 9 year old asked me where he went to day care and I said somewhat proudly and very full of love: “You didn’t. I was able to work from home so that I could care for you myself.” Son: “Why didn’t you want me to have any friends?”
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My daycare kids think I just have nothing to do all day so I invite my friends (them) over to my house to play every day. They suggested that one day I can get a job and go to work like their moms.
A couple years ago my then 3 year old sister was absolutely adamant that my parents had left her home alone for an entire day. That’s literally not possible especially because my mum is a full time stay at home mum. She was so serious about this she even brought out her little toy guitar and stool, sat in the lounge room and sang an entire song to us about how she’d been left alone and was very sad. I still have the video somewhere. Needless to say, my flabbers were ghasted at her child audacity.
My daughter once mentioned a “friend” she used to play with who had a house made of candy. I asked her where this friend lived and she described a place I’ve never heard of. It was both adorable and a bit unsettling to think about the worlds they create in their minds.
When I was four and in kindergarten my mum decided that instead of having me there Monday to Friday she would cut back on work and have me home two of the days. That lasted three weeks before she gave up because I kept trying to run away to go to kindergarten and one of the times I snuck out I took my dads little hand saw so I could saw my way through the gate at the kindergarten. My poor little mum just wanted to spend quality time with me and I was like, no 😅
I knew a guy with a live-in nanny. One day she took the 5 year old for a check up. The nurse started talking to about “her” son. The nanny corrected her saying “I’m not his mother.” The little boy looked up, stunned, and said “You’re not my mother?”
When I was a kid, I once insisted that my “other” dad lived in a picture frame. I was so convinced that I would stare at it for hours, waiting for him to come out. My parents were both amused and a little concerned about my imagination. Kids really do create the wildest worlds.
saw a little girl at the mall, walking while holding her father’s hand. She whined to her mom “I wanna hold daddy’s hand”, and the mom had to remind her that she was already holding her dad’s hand.
My mom used to always tell me about how I would non stop talk about how sad I was for Cher. Apparently, I was 100% convinced that I watched the news break out as soon as they found out Sonny Bono died. Mind you, I was born in 2000. She told me about how I acted like it was the most traumatic thing ever, but she had to keep reminding me that I wasn’t even alive when he had passed.
Don’t know why child me picked that as a hyperfixation.😭
My 6 year old niece told my mom that she believed her soul had another body before this one. And that she used to have her own kids.
Kids are crazy haha.
Then the child started clapping right?