Talented Babies

jasodia · Post by **jasodia** » Sun Jun 11, 2006 3:25 pm

When I was under two, my parents found me in all manners of places. I would repeatedly escape outside and sit in the snow in my diaper. So they locked the deadbolt. So I dragged a chair to the door, unlocked the deadbolt and went outside! Once, they even found me on top of the refridgerator! All this when I wasn't even two years old!

So I guess I was a mini-Houdini.

What could you do when you were young?

Rachael Blackgaard · Post by **Rachael Blackgaard** » Sun Jun 11, 2006 3:30 pm

Well... I taught myself to read when I was 3 or 4. And I was walking at 7 months.

I WOULD NOT fall asleep at night unless my mom played Mozart or Pachelbel's Canon in D at top volume over and over again.

Frank · Post by **Frank** » Sun Jun 11, 2006 5:55 pm

I could vomit myself to sleep!

Danadelfos · Post by **Danadelfos** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 8:41 am

Frank wrote:I could vomit myself to sleep!

Amazing!

NatetheGreat · Post by **NatetheGreat** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 9:10 am

My dad can't think of anything. I guess I'm boring.

Danadelfos · Post by **Danadelfos** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 10:37 am

NatetheGreat wrote:My dad can't think of anything. I guess I'm boring.

Poor guy.

Larry The Pickle · Post by **Larry The Pickle** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 2:56 pm

On my first BD I ate my candle instead of the cake.

Rachael Blackgaard · Post by **Rachael Blackgaard** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 3:44 pm

I just buried my face in my cake and started eating.

The sad thing is, I still eat like that today.

J/K

Arwen · Post by **Arwen** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:24 pm

I HATED to get myself messy. On my first birthday, (actually, it was my second, my first b-day was the day I was born, right?) I didn't touch the cake, so Mom stuck my hands in the icing, and I started to cry. Then my Mom stuck my hands in my mouth, and I stopped.

I also never ripped up birthday cards. I'd study them very carefully, and my mother knew I'd be a good reader someday.

Kat · Post by **Kat** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 6:58 pm

Arwen wrote:I HATED to get myself messy. On my first birthday, (actually, it was my second, my first b-day was the day I was born, right?) I didn't touch the cake, so Mom stuck my hands in the icing, and I started to cry. Then my Mom stuck my hands in my mouth, and I stopped.

I also never ripped up birthday cards. I'd study them very carefully, and my mother knew I'd be a good reader someday.

...who DOES rip up their birthday cards?

DanP740 · Post by **DanP740** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 8:04 pm

LittleWriter155 wrote: ...who DOES rip up their birthday cards?

I have no idea.

jasodia · Post by **jasodia** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 9:44 pm

Frank wrote:I could vomit myself to sleep!

That's disgusting. I hope my child doesn't vomit all the time like that. Or drool.

Frank · Post by **Frank** » Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:17 pm

jasodia wrote:
Frank wrote:I could vomit myself to sleep!
That's disgusting. I hope my child doesn't vomit all the time like that. Or drool.

I think I was just special.

I was the cutest baby ever...until you smelled my hair. My parents were always getting up late at night and pulling me out of my trash bag-lined crib (which was always soiled because I usually did vomit myself to sleep) and giving me a bath, but the smell didn't go away!

Danadelfos · Post by **Danadelfos** » Tue Jun 13, 2006 3:20 pm

Well I red at 3 years old and I don't know what else I did.

Squirrel · Post by **Squirrel** » Tue Jun 13, 2006 4:24 pm

I slept like a rock. Once I was put down for a nap, and when Mom came to check on me later I was no where to be found. After searching inside and outside, they were on the verge of complete panic when I woke up and crawled from beneath the bed. Evidently, I fell off the bed and rolled under without waking up.

Elf of Rivendell · Post by **Elf of Rivendell** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 1:38 am

I taught myself to read at...oh, I forget, 3 or 4? From then on, I was known as a bookworm and read almost anything I could get my hands on. Even books on survival and knife fighting...

NatetheGreat · Post by **NatetheGreat** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 7:15 am

Elf of Rivendell wrote:I taught myself to read at...oh, I forget, 3 or 4? From then on, I was known as a bookworm and read almost anything I could get my hands on. Even books on survival and knife fighting...

*makes mental note to be extra carful around Elf*

Country Girl · Post by **Country Girl** » Fri Jun 16, 2006 7:19 pm

A stray dog used the *cough* facilities on our back porch... I was old enough to crawl... baby/ stick/ mouth... need I REALLY say more?
Oh, dad uh... helped the doggy find another home after that, btw

Blipadouzi · Post by **Blipadouzi** » Fri Jun 16, 2006 11:00 pm

Well I was always told that I was an early learner...

Walked as of 7 months...
Talked at about 10 months...
Did grade 2 Math in Kindergarden...

But the one thing that is most striking is that I have memories of my childhood...but none like most people. I remember things from when I was 4 months old.

What proved it is when I told my mom about a memory I had, she almost had a heart-attack. It was an event that she had never shared with me, and that I had no way of finding out from someone else other than her. She was the one that told me I was 4 months old at the time of the incident.

the_newfie_haystack · Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:04 pm

Country Girl wrote:A stray dog used the *cough* facilities on our back porch... I was old enough to crawl... baby/ stick/ mouth... need I REALLY say more?
Oh, dad uh... helped the doggy find another home after that, btw

EWWW!!! That's disgusting, yet funny at the same time.

Haystack