Okay, even back when I was little, I was still pretty weird.
I pretended that a bag of marshmallows was my baby, and I carried it around the house and put it in a little baby chair, and I would to behind the rocking chair to poop. We had this one Frisbee and I liked to step on it, and it would make a "pop" noise, so I would laugh.
And as I got older, I could get a little bit cranky, and "stupid" was a really bad word in kindergarten. And my P.E. teacher took my hula hoop away because I pretended that it was a dog.
I always liked school and it was the easiest thing ever, and when my mom did daycare at our old house for my cousins and friends, we always took empty boxes from the grocery store to make forts. And I started to dislike school when I was in 5th grade because we did this boring history thing where we boringly learned about a famous old guy and then glued his face in a book and wrote about him.
And I was a talker. In 1st grade I had to turn my card because I was telling this kid about my cool pencil when the teacher had said not to talk anymore.
But my childhood was fun :D