I did a lot of stuff as a kid that seems stupid now, but back then they felt totally normal and even fun. Looking back, I find myself chuckling at my simplicity.
How we used to pretend to be parents and act dramas still makes me laugh now. We would meet and distribute duties—someone would be the "father," another the "mother," and the remainder would be the "children. " We were very serious, imitating what we thought parents acted. The "father" might return from work to find the "mother" pretending to use sand and grass as food. We even chastised the "kids" for their bad behavior, emulating how our real parents spoke with us. All was fun and games until a real parent discovered us in the act and sent us fleeing as small prats.
I also tried to bury a plastic straw, convinced it would develop into a tree. This is another foolish action I did. Fully expecting it to sprout, I watered it daily. It took me weeks of waiting to finally acknowledge that some things only would not grow, regardless of how much you want they would.
I also formerly thought the reflection in the mirror was a genuine trapped inside individual. Convinced that one day, they may discover a way out, I would wave, converse, and even strive to pass small items to my "mirror friend." I felt both frustration and embarrassment once I at last grasped how mirrors operated.
Thinking back on those early days helps me to remember how inventive and innocent we once were. Once upon a time, even the most far-fetched items fit perfectly in our small planet.