I always thought my family were normal, until I became an adult.
To be fair, they are normal (whatever ‘normal’ is, existential crisis, etc). But there are some things about my family that I didn’t realise were a bit weird until I moved out of home. Let me explain.
Every time we pulled up in the driveway when I was a kid, my Mum would say “home again, home again, jiggity jig”. Every time. Apparently, there are other parents who do so too. But try explaining that to a person who did not grow up with a jiggity-jigger. “It’s…just…what you say…when you get home?”
Also, we keep bags of grated cheese in the freezer. It lasts forever and always defrosts when it gets sprinkled on food (and usually you put it on hot food anyway). But when my friend opened my freezer for ice and questioned the frosty Coon, my mind was blown that it wasn't common (some of you do that too though, yeah?).