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Leap Day! As previously documented, our family tradition is to celebrate by doing silly things we don't normally do. Yes, more properly it should be "things we only do every four years," but it's still a school night and I was hard up for ideas. Per Hoss's suggestion, we celebrated by having breakfast for dinner and then went out for ice cream. My contribution was to tell Hoss and the Hubster that I didn't care if they ate any vegetables. Or even any fruit! Produce did not have to appear anywhere in their meal. It's Leap Day madness! I ate a giant pile of chocolate and roasted marshmallow-flavored ice cream. My scheduled plan for later this evening is to remain blithely unconcerned by my de-evolution into an angry, weepy, insomniac, sugar-crashing mess.