Monday is my very amazing husband's birthday. Today being part of his birthday weekend, I let him make me pancakes and then I let him take the girls to his dad's house for a couple hours. Come to think of it? This feels a lot like my birthday. But that's just how my husband rolls. Awesomely.
Jim was born on the 28th to be clear. A lot of people ask him if he's a leap year baby and just celebrates his birthday on the 28th. That is not this case for him, but my friend Suzie is actually a leap year baby. I feel a little famous for knowing her. When I learned that tidbit, I wondered aloud if that was her personal fun fact when she had to share something interesting about herself on like the first day of school or whatever. But she is super cool and very interesting and had other (better!) facts to share. I always longed for such a cool factoid though. I dreaded that stupid ice-breaker (i.e. degrading power tactic teachers used to break us down) because a) There is nothing particularly interesting or unique about me and b) I was always in a class with people who were triplets, national equestrian champions, kids who could lick their own elbows, or yes, people born on February 29. I never stood a chance anyway.
Now these guys are golden when it's their turn to share an interesting fact on the first day of school:
As is this dude: