Things you still do as an adult

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what do you do as an adult, that you shouldn’t really still do?

I (30F) still sick my thumb. 2 young kids and a decent job.

I don’t do it in the day, just at night. Didn’t really think anything of it until my daughter shoved my own thumb back in my mouth whilst she was in bed with us the other night.

I’m 62 and I still have a comfort blanket at night in bed x

I thought of another one I do!

No, I didn't think of it, I just did it this very moment then realised it counts

I watch clips of Sesame Street at the slightest opportunity. My Facebook algorithm is full of muppet clips as a result. I've just watched Kermit and Coookie Monster and I enjoyed it just as much as when I was 4.

I talk regularly to a teddy bear my DH bought me. I've just realised he was fed up with me telling my, small, cabinet of teddies, gonk and doll that we were all doing well for our age! (Had them all since childhood). Since Growler arrived I don't do that! I still talk to them all but not in the same "depressing" terms! 🤣

Earlier this week I was pushing a Waitrose trolley full of food back to the car in the supermarket car park. It was quiet and I pushed the trolley hard, straightened my arms and raised my feet off the ground, so I was kinda like riding / flying on the trolley for about 15 foot. I stopped when I got to the boot of my car. I’m not explaining it very well but I often did this in the supermarket when getting dragged around with my Mum.

I’m 43 now. But my timing and dismount was excellent. I pressed the button on my key fob so the boot popped open just as I dismounted from the trolley.

You are definitely not!

When I get off the bus near the top of my road I have to run as fast I can to get round the corner and into my road before the bus passes me or it’s bad luck.

I’m 55 and realise I must look very odd 🤣

I cut all my food into little pieces…and I don’t mix it.

So if, for example, I have steak, jacket potatoes and salad I have the jacket first (smushed into a pulp) then I cut the steak into pieces and eat that. Then I eat the salad.

I also still check under my bed at night.

I bloody love a McDonald’s 🤣

Make my shoes go click clack on hard floors, it makes me feel grownup!

If nobody is watching i eat all the chocolate off the outside first - malteasers, kit Kats or c runchies. Best way.

My eldest had inherited some of my old books. I recently gave her the Animorphs books, which is been in my mum's attic. I stopped collecting them before the series finished and now cannot wait till it's it's DDs birthday/Christmas to find out how it ends. Seriously considering buying them in advance so I can sneakily read them before then as I'm not sure I can wait till September!

Suck my thumb
Sleep in a single bed
Have soft toys
Bedroom decorated with dinosaurs
... Probably loads more, but I don't care. I'm happy.

I never grew-up.
When im out side i act like an adult or try to which is boring.
Indoors im me being me cookie monster pjs.
And i still sleep with a bear.

I am in my 80s but still sleep with my 2 teddy bears, Edward and Brownie Bear, who are even older. When I strip the bed they sit at the window so they can watch the world go by. They have also been with me (hidden in my music bag) to choral society rehearsals and concerts. I also knit clothes for them. I have specified in my will how they are to be looked after when I pop my clogs.

@AngelinaFibres I do this with Liquorice Allsorts as well!

Hide while (grown up) kids are coming downstairs or through the door then jump out and shoot them.
Spin round on office chairs or barstools.
Lick plates and bowls, but only if I’m on my own.
Have the urge to change ‘To Let’ signs to say Toilet
Draw hairy knobs and balls when doodling.

I still sleep with a comfort blanket thing, when I was with my ex it used to drive him mad

When I swim in the sea I pretend I'm a mermaid

When I walk the dog in the woods I look up at the trees and wonder which one is the far away tree and what land is up there today.

I'm definitely faking this adulting lark.

Me too 😁 Also say the One for sorrow, two for joy rhyme whenever I see a magpie.

Don't eat my crusts.

Oh and I also can't sleep with my feet hanging off the bed in case the witch living under the bed grabs me.

I make the noise of the animal when I drive past the field. Also say woof when I see a dog when I am in the car.

I'm 50 and I suck my thumb. Any time I'm not attentive and not doing anything that requires the use of my hands - in goes my left thumb. I also do this weird tongue flutter thing around my thumb (which I think is the way babies suckle ) until I notice I'm doing it then I can't do it any more. It's not something I can make myself do. It's odd.

I watch cartoons.

I play daft games.

I went through a phase in my youth where I thought being an adult meant giving up everything daft or that is perceived as 'childish'.

As I genuinely matured I came to realise that there's never a time when you're too old to be daft and that fun and laughter are some of the most important things to keep in your life. It's just that you have to know when it's the time and place to bring some silliness and when to be serious.

If I see a lone magpie I salute him and say hello mr magpie how's your wife!

No squash shaming here!
I remember when I was about 21 I was at a friends house, she still lived with her parents and offered me a drink. I asked for a squash and she asked her Mum if they had any and her Mum looked so confused and said 'what, squash for children?' I felt so emarrassed! In my 40s now and still love a squash!

I also go moo! baa! etc whenever I drive past animals! (And I live in a rural farming area so it happens a lot!).

Same, same

make my flip flops smack the floor hard after I get out of pool.. love the squelshy (is that a word? ) sound. Drives my husband mad so makes me do it more lol. Also Pat my self on the head often . My husband has learned to not comment. This was because my father used to pin me between his knees, grab my hand and smack me on top of the head and say "why are you smacking yourself???" In recent years , since I lost my Dad, I find myself doing that several times a day. He was a wonderful fun dad, right to the end.