Today marks yet another of a large cluster of birthdays around the end of August and beginning of September, Including mine. It took me a while, but I figured out why there are so many of us who made our debut's into this world around these days of summer.We are New Years accidents. Sure, Mommy and Daddy were happy to have us and we may even have been planned to an extent, but I'll bet that the exuberance and enthusiasm on New Year's eve (or day) was due at least in part to the consumption of mass quantities of champagne and likely a Rum or two.
So here's to us Dad, The real New Years babies. What a magical thing to be a part of... Just don't ever contemplate the act... ever... ever.
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What... No comments??? Come on people This was a funny observation! I mean think of it, all three of my brothers were born in March December and January... August 29??? OOOPS
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