Yesterday I celebrated my 41st birthday, sort of. I was born February 29th, 1964 at 11:57pm and therefore I am considered a Leap Year baby. My mom chose February 28th to celebrate for the years which don't leap. Last year I turned 10 birthdays old, while my son turned 10 years old. It was a special time when we both could be considered "10". This year I had to endure "over the hill" jokes from my younger brother who feels that 50 is just around the corner for me. I think I will always feel young as my true birthday only comes around ever 4 years....here's to birthday number 11 in 2008!