I have a conundrum. I would call it a dilemma, but I just misspelled that in a post yesterday, so why repeat myself.
We have entered the age, thanks to daycare, of the birthday party. I was perfectly happy living in the world where birthdays were a family affair. I thought I would stick with the idea I shamelessly stole from my cousin. You get family parties until you are five, or in school, and then you get to invite one kid for every year old you are. It is simple, manageable, uses math. Then the invites started coming. They started when she moved in to the older preschool class. At first I could ignore them. After all, she had just started in a class with these kids. It was understandable that she would skip them. We didn’t know them.
Now though, the game has changed. We have entered the season of birthday, hers included. She has started to notice them. They are a topic of discussion. Who is going to Pump it Up, who is getting a Rapunzel party. I can only use the “mommy has to work” excuse for so long. Sure, not every kid has a party, but enough do. Enough of her little girly possy has parties.
Today, we got the invite. The one for the Rapunzel party. The reason she wants a Rapunzel party. The party that everyone will go to because it is for the daughter of one of the teachers. I got the shiny pink envelope and I knew what it was. I haven’t told her yet. I haven’t wanted to project my fear and social anxiety on her. I don’t want to have to start shelling out money for gifts when I know that there is no way we’re going to have a party for her this year, or maybe even next year.
I don’t know what to do. What do you do, you parents of kids in daycares? Do you go to some, go to all? Do you suck it up and have a party? Do you stick to your guns?