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My birthday always falls in the same week as Martin Luther King day, often within a day of it. Since my dad had a government job he always had the day off. I naturally assumed that he got to spend the day at home because of my birthday!
I thought that when a child turned nine they were presented with a mini airplane so they could fly over other peoples houses and spy on them. On my ninth birthday I asked my mom where my airplane was, needless to say all of my spying dreams were crushed.
I used to think that no one had a birthday in January, because it was the beginning of the year.
My best friend growing up was born on her grandpa's birthday which was very ironic to me because she had 1/365 chance to be born on that day. Thus I came to the conclusion she was adopted as a birthday present for her grandpa and I managed to convice her of the same. A few years later I discovered that my due date was on my grandpa's birthday, but I happened to be two days late. I was quite embarassed of my mistake.
When I was younger my brother told me his birthday was coming up, I told him that's not possible because he's younger than me and my birthday should be first. He looked at me like I was stupid and my mom explained. What's embaressing is that he's two years younger than me and knew before I did.
i used to belive your mum and dad chose your birthday
Incidentally, the first time I was ever truly aware of the concept of a birth date was the year I was turning five. My birthday's on december 5th, so I assumed that next year it would be on december 6th to correspond to my age. I couldn't figure out what happened after age 31...
My family raised me to be religeous, so naturally I was taught that Jesus was born on December 25. I was born on christmas eve, and I always believed that Jesus was the only person born on 'christmas' and that was why I had been born on christmas eve. I thought it was impossible to be born on christmas because that was reserved for Jesus Only....
I used to be convinced that, because my brother and I both have our birthday in August, all siblings were born in the same month.
This is probably pretty common, but I used to believe that on your birthday you grew taller.
I remember when I turned five I tried to measure myself, because older kids looked bigger, so now I was five, I must be bigger. My dad laughed and told me it wasn't true and I got upset.
i thought it took 13 days for you to reach the age you turn on your birthday.
I used to beleive that no-one was born on the same day of the year. i was 4 when my cousin was born on my birthday, i thought that i would have to die because someone was born on my birthday and that there could only be one person born on that day!
I used to tell my little brother that, because his star sign was Cancer, that when he turned a certain age (his next birthday usually) that he would get Cancer and die...not the funniest of jokes now I come to think about it...I also used to tell him he'd turn into a girl as we are all born boys, but turn female at some random birthday when "it" falls off!
Since my parents brought me into this world, I thought they decided when my birthday would be influencing when I'd get presents. I'd get mad when my mom said that the day I asked her wasn't my birthday, thinking that she just didn't want me to get presents every day.
i used to believe that my birthday date changed every year so would ask 'mum what day is my birthday this year?' until i was about 12... iv led a confussin life
I think I believed that on your birthday you didn't turn a year older until your birthday party but this was disproved on my fifth birthday and my mom was rambling about me being five but I said "No I'm still four" because my party wasn't until later that night and my mom said "No you're five."
I used to think you grew a certain amount on your Birthday, you ONLY grew on your birthday, and on your birthday all your clothes would also grow however much you grew so they would still fit.
I remember my mum saying I had grown out of some clothes quite a few times, and this used to puzzle me. Eventually I decided they had grown like me, just not enough for me to fit into them any more.
I was a weird kid - still kinda am!
I used to beleive that the singing of "Happy Birthday" was the actual process of making you a year older. Therefore when I had it sung to me at nursery school and at home, I thought it would add two years on to my age!
when i waz little i used to think that i didnt have a birthdathen i thought i had three brithdays feb.28 feb.29 & march 1 because i waz born on feb 29
When I was 6 in 1990, I used to think that when I turned 7 I would be born in 1983. I thought that the year you were born always changed as you got older.
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