28 feb 2012

on the day you were born, i was in houston. i said to your pappy décartes to tell your mammy joséphine that she should hold out for a leap-baby. he thought that was a prime idea. she did not. and so you were born on this day, the day before leap-day. you will have an ordinary sort of birth date instead of an extraordinary one, but believe you me, little man, you more than make up for any ordinariness of the circumstances of your birth with your very unordinary self. a toast to grenouille, on his birthday! (and of course, in the tradition of the beloved gramma-bec, a shout out to dauphiné, because it's your brother's birthday!)