Things that you used to do as a child repetitively and now think "WTF?!"

Lynette

you mean to stick a needle with thread in and push it through just under the top layer of your skin so its painless?

my sister and I used to do that.
I used to sew flowers and hearts on my heels in backstitch and "wear" them till the skin wore off and the thread fell out!

I totally forgot about it!

I'm another raw sausage eater, I also used to pick off the woodchip wallpaper, make buttercream for a snack, pick off wallpaper, pick my nose and put it under the bed, burn things on the gas hob the list is endless lol

I still pick at pva, I worked in a special needs school and the teachers would save me the glue pots and glue sticks and I'd just sit there and pick the dry glue off, I slightly miss that job, I took ds to a new playgroup the other day an he met his eventual nursery teacher who gave him some painting and gluing to do, the glue sticks were covered in thick dry glue but I was trying to make a good impression so couldn't pick it, ds kept handing them to me and looking confused as he likes to help me pick, next time when no ones looking I'm going to get them!

solveproblem I work out the distance times now!

This thread is making me laugh so much (and I'm feeling a bit sad as my old cat died today)

I have thought of some WEIRD ones. I used to have a cup of water in my bedroom and when I was in bed I would dip my finger in the cup then put the water on my face to pretend I was 'crying'
And when I was older I would grow my little finger nail really really long then cut it off and KEEP IT in my jewellery box

God kids are so odd. And this thread is in classics so my confessions will never disappear...

This thread has reminded me I too used to sew my fingers.

I would probably be straight on the phone to a psychologist if my DC did such a thing.

And I used to pick at woodchip wall paper, even in other peoples houses. I probably still would, if I ever saw any

I used to wear slippers (and even plimsolls) in bed, to see if they'd still be on in the morning.

And like EduCated, I used to "practise being blind", using a rolled-up t-shirt to cover my eyes.

My sister and I used to melt our Easter eggs on the radiator and then lock it off.

I also used to flannel suck and also soak cotton wool balls in freezing cold water and suck it out.

I used to sew thread under the skin on my fingers.

I used to press all the little bubbles in on the bubble textured (anaglypta?sp?) hall wallpaper - and I even coloured the bubbles in behind the sofa once - I did get in trouble for that. Thinking about it we must have had that wallpaper everywhere.

I used to pick the spiky feathers out of the feather pillows and stuff them down the back of the bed.

I also sewed my fingers - I'd forgotten all about that!

My sister and i used to go into the bathroom to mix water, toothpaste (euthymol) and toilet tissue together and drink it! (The tissue was clean btw)

Yes to wiping bogeys under the bedframe.

I was made to have my hair short as a kid and longed for long girly hair..so at home I used to walk around with a tape measure on my head, the lengths dangling down the side of may face like plaits, which I would toss theatrically over each shoulder

I used to turn around and around on my hands and knees on the floor saying 'twitch, twitch, twitch'.

I also remember being in my cot and plucking up the duvet cover to form'm peaks over and over again. I found it comforting.

I'm a crisp freak too - although my crisp of choice was hula hoops. I'd cram lots into my mouth, chew until it was a paste and then transfer it into another dry hula hoop, levelling it at both ends with my tongue Mmmm.

I also used to eat choc drops for dogs.

When I was sent to my room for being naughty (usually during a meal) I used to eat the hamster food to spite my mother.

She has no idea to this day, that I ate the hamster food.

I can't get over the train one

Ooo. This thread is now a classic!!

I used to steal rashers of raw bacon from the fridge, and then balance them on the bulb in my bedside light to 'cook' them. There'd be fat running down the side of the bulb into the light fitting! Then would eat my lovely meal of half-raw half-burned bacon. Everytime I turned the light on my room would smell of bacon, god knows how my mum never realised what I was up to.

Ah and I popped a lolly stick in my ear and burst my eardrum... oops, still a bit deaf on that side

I compulsively chewed the remote control when I was little.

I had a fetish for scabs, so I used to pick at myself constantly. Mainly at my scalp because that was the most satisfying kind.

bloody hell, lying under a moving train?!!!!

I used to unravel 2ply/3ply wool or string into lots of long curly strands then I would plait it.
At school I used to tie blades of grass together in the playground-every day!

and put Toffos in sandwiches. that was interesting

and we'd fill our dolls teapots..with water, extra strong mints..and crusts of bread and dare each other to drink it. I can still taste it, and have been put off extra strongs ever since

Shudder, SlangKing! what did that feel like, lying under trains?! did your teeth rattle?
Who remembers Spooky bubble gum? It was black and had a ghost on the wrapper. For 2p you'd get a big black dollop of it. Best friend and i took baths together when we had sleepovers. We would see how many times we could wrap it round the bath..we probably combined our gum for extra mileage. It had to include going round the taps. And yes..we did re use it.. many times. Stuck to back of bed for re chewing . That's probably why i get nightmares about old gum stuck in my mouth now...

I once washed my Barbie's hair & then tried to dry it by holding it over my bed-side light. Funnily enough the bulb exploded! Amazingly I wasn't hurt. Its amazing that we're all still here giving some of things we did when we were little.

I also did the nose picking/wall side of the bed thing...

I also used to dip biscuits in the sand before eating them. I liked the crunch
:-)

I would collect dried grass/twigs/flowers and make birds nest sduring playtime at school. My friends and I would put them in a hedge and spend ages waiting for a birds to use them. Never worked.

I would pick the paint off the toilet door with my toenail as I sat on the loo and wipe snot balls on the wall.

I would hide behind the sofa and hold my breath until the world went strange and my fingers felt huge. I feel dizzy thinking about that now.