Tuesday, November 30, 2010

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday - Guess I better get used to these...

I'd heard about this phenomenon from other friends out there in the blogosphere, (hi, Mayor of Crazy Town), but so far it has managed to elude me, that is up until today.

An unassuming little girl placed it in my hands as I dropped my son off at school. I thanked her, thinking, "How lovely, an early Christmas card from Ciaran's classmate." I slid it into my purse and off I went without giving it a second thought. How naive of me.

Stopped at a red light while singing along to the 24/7 Christmas music station (yes, I shall tire of it mid-way through December), I grabbed and opened the envelope and - OhDearGod!!

I shuddered and stifled a scream. The driver next to me looked over curiously. With shaking hands I held "it" up for him to see. He shook his head sadly and shrugged his shoulders in a "Happens to the best of us" gesture.

What, you ask was in the envelope? *This:

*Not actual invitation, but you get the idea
But then something else dawned on me as I read the details of the child's party. There were drop off and pick up times noted. That means I don't have to stay, right? So, I'd actually get a couple of hours to myself on a Saturday afternoon? Hmm, maybe these kid birthday parties aren't such a bad deal after all!

13 comments:

Marilyn (A Lot of Loves) said...

Although, it does mean that you've now entered the stage where you have to host a party for your own kid. And that is a scary prospect indeed.

Kimberly said...

Hahah! The first thing I thought of was the mayor and her latest tales on birthday parties. Oh man, what a December downer. Sorry.

Pam said...

Ack! I'm sure your dearest will have a great time. You should definately pamper yourself while the party is on to celebrate the milestone.

Mrs. Tuna said...

With 7 kids in my family someone was bound to have a xmas birthday, my poor brother John, 12/26. He always got the slightly bigger gift, basically gyped for life.

Another Day of Crazy said...

Don't do it! It's a gateway drug! They suck you in with the 'free time to yourself' ruse, but indoctrinate the kids while you're gone. And soon enough Ciaran is getting every invite around, you're spending hundreds of dollars on kids you don't know, and then? THEN the mom's expect you to reciprocate when it's Ciaran's birthday!

It's a dangerous thing, I tell you...

Cheryl said...

The drop-off party is a gift from above. Unless you are hosting. Then it sucks.

ModernMom said...

Oh yes and enjoy that time because soon enough it will be your turn to host!!

Bibliomama said...

Yeah, the first one scared the crap out of me too. Deep breaths. It'll be fine. :)

The Mayor! said...

LOL...and so it begins!! :-D The good news is, you should have a decent feel for what to expect from all of our posts out there about this particular childhood pastime! And yes, the first time is difficult...strange...anxious...BUT, it is also kind of liberating. And for added comfort on your end, remember my trick...write your cell phone # on his arm & stick a name tag on him! LOL! (I used to really wonder about parents dropping their kids with ME, when I had NO WAY of reaching them in an emergency...so I kept paper & pen at the door & made them leave me their name/number! By the same token, I won't drop my kid without making sure they can reach me!) Best of luck, take advantage of the time! :-))

Together We Save said...

Good luck!!

Sandra said...

It's late and I must be tired, because for a second,upon seeing the birthday child's name, I thought it was some kind of Christmas party...seriously, who names their kid Nickalous, when he's born so close to Christmas. You know that kid is going to be listening to "Hey, Saint Nick!" for the rest of his life around this time of year.
BUt really, two hours to youself...whatever shall you do? I think a nap may be in order!

Heligirl said...

LOL! Just make sure when you drop off the little darling that the moms aren't already drinking on the front porch. :) (Poor Mayor) Also, it may be nice to drop off and have a few hours, but be prepared for the sugar high followed by tantrum crash after. Oh the fun begins. :)

The Empress said...

Make sure you ask all the important questions:

1. are there guns in the house?

2. do you have porn channels on cable?

3. is the computer going to be in high visibility while teens surf porn sites?

4. will there be a poker game going on anywhere near my child?

5. is there an "uncle bob" temporarily crashing there?

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