My son came crying to me about 3 days before his 5th birthday. "I don't want to be a girl" he said through tears. I had no idea what he was talking about, and couldn't calm him down. I could however figure part of the reason. I went looking for his older sister and found her laughing. She had convinced him that on his birthday he would automatically be a girl by telling him it had happened to her.

Shelley

When I was little, I thought I had to like my birthstone color. I was born in February, so I loved purple. When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I told my mom that I wish I could like pink, and she told me I could. So we got into a huge arguement about how I had to like purple. But, I finally believed her, and I still love pink!

Tabitha

I used to think everybirthday you got a new name... I remember the day before my 5th birthday thinking about what my new name would be...

Steph

When I was around 5 or so I believed that your parents picked your birthday. I even asked my dad why they picked July 23rd as my birthday.

Lois

I was 2 weeks late, I was supposed to be born on Feb. 29th (it was a leaper year). I knew leaper year came every 4 years, so I assumed I was REALLY lucky I was late, cause if I was born on Feb. 29th I could only have a birthday every 4 years... So 4 years were equal to only 1 Year for me.

-eliya

I used to believe that if I went around saying when my birthday was that people would show up with presents for me.

Anon

My brother's birthday falls on Memorial Day weekend. When we were little, we lived on the main street and the Shriners would have a parade that weekend, but I always thought the parade was for his birthday!

Melissa

When I was 5 my Mom would say your Birthday is right around the corner. I use to run and look around the corners of the house looking for it. Who knows what I was think. But it was never there.

Anon

when I was much younger (I'm 21 now) I went through a short phase when I thought everybody had a birthday every month rather than once a year. I have no clue where I got the idea.

Jaime

When I was five my sister told me many times that I was really twenty-five and on my next birthday I'd change back to my real age--twenty-six. She said I'd be reunited with my husband that day and have a baby. I believed her.

Roslyn

i believed what i was told about wishing for something before you blew out your birthday candles on you cake... if you don't tell anyone, it will come true. EVERY YEAR i wished for a horse and NEVER told anyone. i just knew the only way i was going to get one was to never tell... ever.

i never got a horse and my perents never had to listen to me beg for one.
that was a mean trick!

pj

For some reason my parents used to celebrate my "half birthday" (I was an only child). Since my birthday is September 17 then my "half b-day" is March 17, St. Patrick's Day. As a child I didn't understand that everyone's half birthday fell exactly 6 months from their actual birthday. I thought St. Patrick's Day was EVERYBODY'S half birthday and that was why we celebrated it!

Janelle

when i was smaller i used to believe, that my birthday would change every year. As the days of the week changed. SO that i, my birthday being in may, would some day have a birthday in june, as it would move one day forward every year.

Anon

My birthday is on December 31st, and when we'd go out to dinner on my birthday when I was 4 or 5 I thought all the celebration was for me!

Lindsay

I have always been known for being extremely gulable. I like to think I have grown out out it, but who knows? Anyway, I was eight years old. My step-mother's friend Elise came to our house in California all the time. So she was a good friend of mine. Anyway, one day we were talking and she said, "Your feet are growing...you wore a size 2 last year and now you wear a size 3. That means next year you will turn 3, not 9." I'm guessing she was going to tell me she was joking but someone called her in another direction. I dreded my birthday. The day before my birthday i bawled my eyes out. My mom couldn't figure out why so i was sent to a psychitrist who didn't help me any. Finally, I told my mom what was bothering me. She had a long talk with Elsie and That's how i got my name Gulable Gabby.

Gabrielle Johnson

My uncles birthday is on Guy Fawks and he use to believe that everybody let off fireworks just for him. He is more educated on the matter these days.

Anon

I used to believe, bizarrely, that everyone had a different birthday. Eg. because I had 'bagsyed' Sept 11th, no-one else had it.
This was very stupid of me because I knew how many days there were in a year, and that there were millions more people than that in the world.
Still, I believed it.

Caro.