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I remember someone in my family passing me off quite badly when I was about 7, we'd had a kitchen appliance delivered the day before and the box was still in the kitchen.. so I hid in the box, they were going frantic when they couldn't find me and they thought I'd ran away... they only discovered me when they heard me laughing from insidethe boxSome of us are quite clever when we're young. My mother told me at the age of 2 they couldn't find me anywhere for almost 2 hours. We lived in a desert community and back then the kids all just wandered to each other's houses to play during the day, apparently. The whole neighborhood was looking for me, and then I just wandered randomly out of the desert unharmed and looking quite pleased with myself. I have tons of memories from that neighborhood which we moved from right before I turned 4. Children these days are soft, but I suppose the world is much more of dangerous place. I felt like a little human not a baby back then. I'm rambling it's only 530am and I haven't finished my coffee
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Nice one!I remember someone in my family passing me off quite badly when I was about 7, we'd had a kitchen appliance delivered the day before and the box was still in the kitchen.. so I hid in the box, they were going frantic when they couldn't find me and they thought I'd ran away... they only discovered me when they heard me laughing from insidethe box
I remember tons, there were bad things of course but mostly lovelyThere is nothing better than remembering your childhood if you had a good one.
That baby is quite the asshole, probably a racist.
I can’t remember where I put my car keysSome of us are quite clever when we're young. My mother told me at the age of 2 they couldn't find me anywhere for almost 2 hours. We lived in a desert community and back then the kids all just wandered to each other's houses to play during the day, apparently. The whole neighborhood was looking for me, and then I just wandered randomly out of the desert unharmed and looking quite pleased with myself. I have tons of memories from that neighborhood which we moved from right before I turned 4. Children these days are soft, but I suppose the world is much more of dangerous place. I felt like a little human not a baby back then. I'm rambling it's only 530am and I haven't finished my coffee