Happy 1st Birthday Dad!

Today is the first time that we celebrated my dad's official birthday! And all along we thought he was born on the December 30th. >__>;

It all came to be on the day my mom decided to get my dad's official birth certificate at the National Statistics Office. Since our government is quite new (politically speaking), problems with official documents and stuff are the norm.

As my cousin had once remarked, the town halls here have been burned down at least once for some reason or another; the municipal hall where my dad's official records were kept was obviously not an exception. Add that to the fact that it was waaaay out in the province between the rice paddies and mountain ranges, then his birth certificate would be very hard to get indeed~

Although my grandpa insists that he got the birthday correct and that the records were wrong (my grandma's gone... so his word is the only thing we could hold unto). And being registered late, the town hall burned down, documents lost and only pulled out just now does seem to explain a lot why there's a mysterious discrepancy.

I know that it's hard to imagine to grow up knowing that you've been blowing candles on the wrong day every birthday, but I guess it has to happen to someone someday right?

So... HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!! You'll really have a lot more birthdays to come (twice a year in fact), don't get too old too fast now okay?