
Half birthdays are not a thing
Recently my 5-year-old was invited to celebrate a child’s half birthday. The invitation boasted, “Jerimiah is turning 5 and a half!” (Names and ages have been changed to protect the privacy of those extremely guilty of this kind of thing.) The invitation included a comment section with the RSVP so I did: With regrets, we will not attend Jeremiah’s half-birthday jamboree because where does it end, man? Do we attend Tiny Tim’s throwdown where he turns 4 and ¾? What about small Sarah’s shindig where she turns 6 and 6/7? Shall we frequent fun-sized Fernando’s fiesta celebrating his fourth and 263/365?!







