Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Birthday

Today is my birthday. While that is really not that important to you or pretty much me, these days (37 is not a seminal birthday, like 18, 21, 30 or 50) are so important to the kids. They love the birthdays.  Example – talking about my birthday as a great way to segue into discussing Maya’s 5th birthday party in DECEMBER (we are leaning toward a ‘My Little Pony’ party) and Maya’s birthday party for when she turns 10 years old. This will be a Bratz party.

Demetrius just wants to know what I’m getting him for my birthday.  I mentioned to him that he was supposed to get me a present. He then asked for new Super Man PJs for my birthday.  He also wants white (vanilla) ice cream. 

So I think these are the best things about the birthday.  Its about their reaction and excitement.  As an adult, I miss the pure joy and anticipation that came from birthdays. Now, it is more like, “You gotta be freaking kidding me that it costs that much for a fifteen inch sheet cake with SpongeBob on it!” Don’t even get me started about the ‘thank you for coming gifts’.  Huh? I thought the whole birthday party theory was: I invite you to my party. You bring a present.  I then get invited to your birthday party and give you back your crappy gift. Wait, no – I’m sorry I give you a toy too. Yea, that’s it.  The regifting is learned later, probably at the same moment when birthday parties cease to be pure magic.

I do absolutely love the kids at parties. They get into singing Happy Birthday. 1 in 5 actually know the words.  They all want you to open their present, and the one that is the biggest. Some come to you half opened. Who can wait for you to open your present…when it is just sitting in the car seat next to your friend on the way over to your house.

Its pretty comical all the way around. The special needs ones are funny. One kid can’t eat milk products, another anything with wheat in it.  One kid won’t touch food that touches other food, and a few won’t eat anything orange or blue (only birthday cake is blue – there is not a natural food in the world that is blue…so how a kid comes to this rule is beyond me…might say something about Mom and Dad’s cooking though).  One kid sang happy birthday while covering his ears.  Then thanked everyone for coming to the party. It wasn’t his party. But the good manners were impressive. 

I could just not go, like a lot of dads, to these parties…but watching the kids have so much fun is just so darn entertaining.  It doesn’t matter if it is at a house or a bounce house place (all the rage in Alpharetta) they are just a hoot….

The best one? Well, we went to one where the thank you gift was a live goldfish and some food. But that’s a story for another posting….

Posted by Jerry in 22:03:57
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  1. Dave says:

    Happy belated birthday. This is why I need to subscribe to your blog via e-mail.