There’s nothing like having a child with a birthday on February 29th. In some ways it’s wonderful – three out of four years, you get two days to celebrate (February 28th and March 1st). It’s the consolation you earn for only having a “real birthday” as often as the world hosts the Olympics.
Still, it’s not easy explaining to a little girl that she doesn’t get a birthday for three more years. Such is the plight of the Leap Year Baby.
Of course, we didn’t plan on having our daughter on Leap Year. My wife Tammy and I did everything we could to safeguard against it.