July 21, 2011 by Kim
Today is Daniel’s 13th Birthday.
Tomorrow I will face one of parenting’s biggest challenges.
I will host a birthday party for him.
I’ve never been one of those moms who enjoy throwing gigantic birthday parties…
or small ones, come to think of it
Daniel had a pretty large 1st Birthday Party and after that I was pretty much over it.
Having to prepare… having to clean up…. the actual meat and potatoes of the party.
Yeah, not my idea of a barrel of fun.
Most years I have managed to get away with only having cake, ice cream and a few presents after dinner, on the actual birthday. But, somehow last year Daniel one-upped me.
I can’t recall for the life of me how it happened, but a 13th birthday party was promised, on his 12th birthday. Was I drinking? Who knows… Probably.
The memory of this has haunted me for the last 11 months.
“I’ll throw you a party for your 13th birthday….. I promise”
I think there was a hug involved and the “promise” was quite possibly a top-level “pinky promise”
You can’t break one of those, man!
So, tomorrow’s the big day…
Have I cleaned the house yet…. nope. Daniel’s usually my main helper in the house-keeping efforts and I really feel crappy asking him to assist.
Have I purchased the food? negative… The high maintenance BBQ that I planned is probably going to be downgraded to 20 Little Caesar pizzas and some generic sodas
Have I made sure everyone that I should have invited knows about it…. Probably not. It’s kind of on Facebook, though…
Have I bought him his gifts….. yes.
Wait… what??? I actually did something!!!!
AND I bought them about a month ago…although I’m sure he’s probably found them by now… I remember what it’s like to be that age 😉
So the gifts are purchased, but not the wrapping paper…
I’d venture to say that I’m about….. 98% unprepared at this point.
Hopefully I’ll find the motivation between now and tomorrow at 3PM to finish up…