I imagine for a lot of people who were born on this day, there’s a lot of leaping going on. For joy because they can finally celebrate their birthday on their…well, birthday.
I never really give much thought to Leap Year, or Leap Day. I’m not sure if I have much to talk about in regards to it except how much it has to suck for people born on this day when they’re children. How do you explain to your child that…well, honey, I know this sounds really strange, but your birthdate will disappear from the calendar every four years. I know, sweetie, but I promise to get you a pony on your eighth birthday.
But then I get to thinking…technically they’d age of course, but they could also argue that since they don’t have an actual birthday every year, they age four times slower than everyone else. So while we’re sitting here with our mundane birthday every year and aging, they’re all like “well, I’m actually only twenty until 2016 and then I’ll be twenty-one”. I would totally use that argument if I were born on Leap Day.
Happy Leap Day folks, and if today is your birthday…I’m so jealous, you clever people!
*Danica takes no responsibility for the inanity of this post because she really doesn’t have anything to say about Leap Day/Year other than how jealous she is that she’s aging faster than Leap Day babies.*