Time for giving
I'm a December baby. Sometimes it sucks. Sometimes it doesn't. My youngest brother shares my pain because he was born five days earlier than my birth date. And yet we are still of the opinion that December babies rule. For instance, did you know that around this time of year hospitals used to deliver newborn babies to their parents in Christmas stockings? Too cute.
Drs V. Surprise! Here's one very afflicted girl child. Good luck on the next 18 years of her life. May I suggest you put her in a home instead.
I insist that the stocking is cute. If I ever have a December baby he/she will be just as lucky as me. The 'rents of course didn't listen, and oh my goodness I'm so much closer to thirty next week! Where is the alcohol!
The amazon wishlist. Buy me something. Dec. 19th is D Day.
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As a December baby, I have concluded that it just sucks. It doesn't doesn't suck. You get combination birthday/Christmas presents. Birthday parties just don't happen because they get bumped by Christmas/New Year/whatever parties. Oh yeah, and I got cheated out of my birthday cupcake in elementary school because my birthday was always during winter break.
Posted by: Byron | December 9, 2005 7:14 PM
Don't forget about finals. I always seemed to have the worst finals on my birthday. One time it was Calculus. The next time it was a massive Evidence Law final.
Oh yeah, the cheating out of birthday/christmas gifts is a major no no with the bro and I.
Posted by: yasmín | December 9, 2005 7:41 PM