From: BabiesStories@theoffice.net (BoredBaby) Subject: ~Leap year Baby 1 Date: Wed, 20 Nov 1996 07:01:12 GMT Sorry for the formatting, I wrote this at work, on an old Q- Dos system Leap year Baby Hi! My Names Johnny and today's my Birthday! I'm so excited, Today I'm three years old! I know, I know you're thinking How can a three year old be typing this? Well it's because I'm a leap year baby, so I only have a birthday every four years. My mom usually gets me tons of presents, I hope I get good stuff this year! It's only 5:30 in the morning, but I just can't sleep anymore I'm so excited! I guess I could go downstairs and watch TV, but I just started sleeping in a big-boy bed last month and mom says if I don't say in my room until she comes to get me, I'll have to go back to sleeping in my crib until I'm four years old! I hope Mom wakes up soon, I'm really uncomfortable and need her to change my diaper. She says I can start potty training soon, but I'm kinda scared of that. I don't like the noise the toilet makes when you push the lever and I guess I'm just used to diapers. Guess I'll just sit here and drink some water from my bottle till mom wakes up. I drink from a cup most of the time, but mom still gives me a bottle at bedtime in case I get thirsty, and I didn't drink it all last night, so I have a little left. Mom says being a leap year baby is something special, because I'm as big as any 12 year old, but I'm still just a baby. Mom teaches me stuff here at home, like how to type for one. She says the day care places meant for babies like me, won't take leap year babies cause were too big for all their equipment. But mommy has special leap year baby equipment just for me! The weird part about being a leap year baby is stuff happens that isn't supposed to happen to a baby. Like a couple months ago I started growing hair down there, you know where I mean! Anyway Mom says only big boys are supposed to have hair down there, so she keeps it from growing by using this creme stuff at bath time. Speaking of bathtime...Is today Friday? I think it is, but I'm not sure. I hope not. I don't want to have a bath, although it doesn't really matter, Mom will probably insist on giving me one for my birthday. Well, I don't have much more to say for now, guess I'll lay back down and wait for mommy to come get me. Nite-nite To be continued if time and response warrants