The way I tried to explain to my mom I wanted to watch cartoons when I was little

So part of this may be attributed to how English is my second language, but I was probably 3, maybe 4, but this memory is really engrained into my memory due to how frustrating it was. I wanted to watch cartoons, probably Arthur on PBS Kids, but I didn’t know what the word for cartoon or animation was, but I remembered all cartoons had this line around the characters (the outline) so I kept trying to explain to my mother that I wanted to watch the moving black lines. When she got confused (obviously), I kept telling her I wanted to see the thing where the black lines were around the people, which made her even more confused. It’s probably one of my core memories of when I gained a consciousness that I got frustrated.

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Older sister posted this about her daughter. She sure is an interesting kid

The way my brother slides down the hills at the park.

I brought him a cardboard 'sled' to use but apparently this is more enriching.

I just..

I dont know what to say...

I have a very young cousin named Zachary. He's... an interesting sort, that's for sure.

When I was like 5, I was so fucking scared of Numberjacks that I have a mental breakdown every time it came on TV (I'm autistic, which just makes it even worse)

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Nephew was asked to draw a picture of what it looks like to “pay attention in class”

He’s raising his… hand?

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