My child: social butterfly
In the past week, Peanut has received not one, not two, but FIVE invitations to upcoming birthday parties.
It seems that in addition to saving for college, we need to immediately open a savings account in order to provide a steady stream of birthday gifts to area children. We also apparently should forgo all hopes of having a social life of our own and resign ourselves to the fact that all of our weekends forvermore will be dedicated to driving Miss Popular around to various social events.
I remember the days when Mark and I went to parties where there was alcohol and loud music, and not a balloon, cupcake or person dressed as a cartoon character anywhere in sight.
::le sigh::
It seems that in addition to saving for college, we need to immediately open a savings account in order to provide a steady stream of birthday gifts to area children. We also apparently should forgo all hopes of having a social life of our own and resign ourselves to the fact that all of our weekends forvermore will be dedicated to driving Miss Popular around to various social events.
I remember the days when Mark and I went to parties where there was alcohol and loud music, and not a balloon, cupcake or person dressed as a cartoon character anywhere in sight.
::le sigh::
posted by Kimberly at
6:04 PM
2 Comments:
It's just not the same as when we were kids! Not only are there parties but they're often held at ice cream places, painting-ceramic places, Discovery Zone. Eesh.
Me, I liked my little immediate-family-only birthday parties with a cake from a box with Jiffy icing on it (unlike you though, I preferred the cake to the icing!)
I'm so with you. In fairness, the majority of these parties are at people's homes, but in general the whole thing has gotten way out of hand.
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