When my husband does something nice for me, I say, "Honey, you're one in 1,461." That's because my husband is a leapling and the odds of being born on Leap Day are--you got it--1 in 1,461.
At the risk of repeating myself, since I shared this information on the Superromance Question of the Month post, my husband was eight when I married him. He and my daughter turned twelve the same year and he was still twelve when my son turned twelve.
I'm not going into the reasons for Leap Day. Every newspaper in the country prints an article about solar years, etc, on February 29th, however, I do have a few factoids:
February 29th is Bachelor's Day in some countries. On this day women can propose marriage to a man. If he refuses, he has to give the woman money, glove or a silk dress, depending on the area in which the couple lives. According to Irish legend, St. Brigid stuck a deal with St. Patrick to allow women to propose marriage to men every four years and thus began Bachelor Day.
The Greeks consider it unlucky to marry on Leap Day.
Every Leap Year in the USA is blessed with a Presidential Election.
Don't tell my husband this, because he celebrates his non-leap year birthday on February 28th, mathematically, his birthday should fall on March 1, which is 365 days after the day of his birth. He's always been the impatient sort, so I don't hold a hard here. Also, his birth month is February. Some countries, like New Zealand have laws pertaining to leaplings non-leap year birthdays. In New Zealand the day is February 28. In Honk Kong and the UK, it's March 1st. Most other countries get to choose between the two. Personally, I'd be right there with my husband, celebrating a day early.
Do you know any leaplings?