The Year 2000 Couldn't Have Been a Leap Year...

Today I spent the day going back through my old blogs and correcting oversights (translated into, lack of credit for some photos, cough).  I spent the better part of the day doing this, and right at the end of my torture–I mean work, the boys arrived home from school.

The twins sat down on the couch to unwind, and were talking when suddenly Buzzard says to me, “Can you tell me if 2000 was a leap year?”

Not looking up from my computer (truth be known, I barely heard the question) I said, “No, it wasn’t,” while I continued to type.

I hear, “Can you tell me why?”

Still not looking up, I say, “2000 is not divisible by 4.”

Roo says, “What?”

I stop to look up at them, but my brain is still churning on the inappropriately credited photo’s.  “It’s not divisible by 4.”

A reasonable amount of argument came from both of them, while Roo laughed at me and said, “Mom, that’s scary.  Of course it’s divisible by 4.”  He looks at me with a bit of mischief.  “It’s 500.”

Still not paying attention, I say stupidly, “Well, 200’s not.”

This has them laughing even harder.  I frown for a minute, then realize what I’m saying.  “Oh, O.k.”  I start snickering and then get back to my computer when Buzzard says,

“Boy, that’s a classic case of a child left behind.”  (And now you know how much they watch Big Bang Theory).  Then he looks at me, and I can see he’s realized I’m too old to have been part of the whole child left behind thing.  So he says, “Well, you would have been left behind if they’d had it.”

Indeed.

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