Why? Was his mom being pregnant before the wedding or something? That’s a bit extreme to lie to your kid about his birthdate – by the time he was 19 he’d already filled out numerous official applications asking for his date of birth.
Yeah, seems like Christmas is another popular time for making babies – I, and a lot of other people, seem to have late September birthdays…
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.
I don’t have any cousins in CA that I know of . . . Mine took a nickname completely unrelated to her actual name, for example if “Petunia” became “Kris.”
I found out recently that one of my friends is the product of a green-card marriage that lasted four years. Didn’t sound like it was a secret to him for long, but it was surprising to me; why would you marry someone for citizenship and then have a kid with them? I guess I could see where she had to “put out” to get her green card, and they had an accident, or something; still sounds unique, or at least something I haven’t heard of.
Had to tell Little Sister (sup)tm(/sup) not to get to serious with the young man she had met as he was our half brother.
Well, I’m most likely a Valentine’s baby. My younger brother could be a Halloween baby (when I wondered out loud if our parents had “done it” in costume, he turned green). Probably the most interesting one is that while both of my maternal grandparents had blue eyes, my mom has brown eyes. She’s mostly in denial about it, but I think it’s likely that either grandma got some good lovin’ on the side or Aunt L is actually Grandma, and Grandma was Great Grandma.
My mother had a miscarriage before she had me. It’s an odd feeling sometimes–that I might be a younger sister instead of an older one.
Oh, and nobody on my dad’s side of the family is speaking to each other, and my mother’s side has a distinct tendency to quarrel like humanity and Daleks. God love 'em all.
Heh. Me, too.
I had TWO aunts like that. They lived together and shared the same bedroom (twin beds) for their entire lives. Talk about a BIG elephant in the room…
My folks had one helluva New Years Party (9/30)
but
A few years after my mom passed away, I found out my dad had been having an on again/off again thing with another woman - someone he’d dated before he met my mom but who married another man - throughout the first 20 years of their 49 year marriage (I was born in year 15)
I have a lesbian aunt, too. I suppose it’s still a secret, but after her and her partner bought a house and moved in together, it’s a rather transparent one.
Subtracting nine months from my birthday… 9th of April, 1982… Good Friday. Yep, nothing says sexy like crucifying Jesus.
Not necessarily. That blue eyed/brown eyed thing is mostly myth.
Blue-eyed people are fully capable of having brown-eyed children.
My great-great-aunt murdered her five children and then drowned herself in the Mississippi River. This was 1902, seems she had a severe case of post-partum depression.
After my great-grandmother died, my great-grandfather remarried to his first wife’s cousin, a spinster schoolteacher who was pregnant by another man. He beat her till she lost the baby, then wrapped the fetus in a blanket, and sent three of his children to bury it under a tree. My seven-year-old grandfather was one of the three sent to bury the poor little thing.
My great-aunt (sister of my grandfather) abandoned her husband and two children, and took off to New Orleans to be a prostitute. She got married four more times, but none of them were legal, since she never bothered to divorce the first husband. She became a biker and got lots of tattoos, but now that she’s old and found religion she’s really embarassed about her past and wears high collars and long sleeves to cover 'em up.
My great-uncle (brother to my grandfather and great-aunt above) was a terribly handsome man who got married six or seven times, and had fifteen or so children. Every few years we’ll get a call saying, “I know you’re not gonna believe this, but my real daddy was named Brac Chisholm…” Man’s been dead for twenty-some-odd years, we’re still finding illegitimate children!
Two of my cousins are hermaphrodites. Not transgendered, or transsexual, or cross-dressers, hermaphrodites. Born with a little sumtin extra.
My grandfather had a longterm extramarital affair with a local black woman, and has a daughter by her. She tracked down her half-sisters, my aunts, and they’re all really close now. My grandmother even tried to adopt her, but her real mama wouldn’t give her up.
Now that I think of it, I’m about the only one in my family who ain’t never murdered no one, been a hooker, had eight or nine marriages of dubious legality, had secret biracial love children, or extra genitalia.
Sorry folks, Agent Foxtrot didn’t sign out. That post above is mine. Adam’s family is pretty vanilla, actually… 
Nothing so shocking, but…
Me and my older brother were born on the same calendar day in early January (several years apart). My older sister was born in late January. My dad’s birthday is in early April. Er, that would mean…
As the youngest in my family (I have seven older siblings, all with the same mother… three different fathers) I learn something new every time more than two of us get together.
The stuff that raises eyebrows in other families absolutely PALES in comparison to the secrets that my family harbors.
My folks had two – three years apart. It wasn’t until recently that my mom admitted that she had gotten my father drunk on New Year’s Eve, so he would get her pregnant.
I was about 10 before I worked out that my late grandfather’s “allergy” to pork and shellfish and the fact that he had to leave his home in Germany in the late 1930s were related.
I was 16 before I knew that when he left Germany he left his non-Jewish wife behind, and that their marriage was illegal under the Nuremberg Laws and voided by the Nazi party.
Last year my grandmother finally told me that my grandfather and his wife had adopted two little (non Jewish) boys, and that after my grandfather left the country (a Jewish judge with an Aryan wife and Aryan children was a pretty big target), his wife and sons were supposed to meet him later, when it was safe. They were killed after crossing the border into France, sadly they waited too long and chose to run in May 1940, when the nazi began the campiagn agaisnt France in earnest.
I’d always wondered why he had agreed to leave Germany without his wife, and now I know- there were children involved and it wouldn’t have been safe for them to travel with him.
According to my mother, my great-great-whatever-uncle made Texas history. I’ve never researched it, b/c I’m lazy, but she says that her great-whatever uncle went bonkers and chopped up a neighboring farm family with an axe.
One of 'em, the dad if I recall, lived long enough to crawl to the next farm and tell that family what had happened and who had done it, right before he, too, died.
And if Mom is to be believed, this was the first time in Texas history that the testimony of a dead man held up in court, and convicted dear ol’ great-whatever uncle of murder.
On the opposing side of the family, I have a cousin who, at the tender age of three, used to beat the family dog in the head with a bat. By the age of thirteen, he had fatally shot his 11-year-old brother in an “innocent” game of cops ‘n’ robbers with Dad’s gun.
I went to the funeral, and the creepiest thing was seeing him walking around smiling.
Really? You sure?
Blue eyes are reccesive, so if both mom and dad have blue eyes, then both have only genes for blue eyes, and no genes for brown eyes. I think it might be possible for them to have a kid with hazel/grey eyes, since those are techincally shades of blue. And maybe green…but brown too? Are eyes controlled by more than one set of genes?