I was..
..a very literal child. Whatever I was told, I would take completely at face value. I'm still a bit like that actually, much to my girlfriends amusment. (her:'how are you feeling?' me:'about what?')

So, walking along the pavement aged about 6 with my mum, I asked her how the footprints got into the concrete of the pavement.

'The got there when it was wet.' she says offhandedly.

So..next time it rained I excitedly looked behind me to watch my footprints sink into the concrete and was utterly disapointed that no footprints were forming.

Now at the time my mum had a ferocious temper and I was scared to tell her she was wrong.

Then, about 5 years later, I though 'ooooh. wet cement'
(inflateable, Tue 22 Apr 2008, 22:12, closed)