This photo is of a child’s birthday party (circa 1945). My mother, her sister and cousin are in the picture although it’s not a party for them. You might be able to pick them out because they have matching dresses (all made by my great-grandmother). I’m assuming the birthday girl is the one in the middle with the wearing white dress and grin.
I thought this picture was fun and the timing appropriate for me. My daughter is turning four in August and I’m trying to decide what to do for her in terms of a party. I really don’t want to have a “friend” party but she’s been to a bunch this year and can NOT stop talking about her party.
In fact, when she is mad at anyone in the house they are officially uninvited to her party. This suits me just fine. She can have the party without me. It turns out though when I say ‘okay, fine’ – she tells me I can come. Darn.
I want to take her to Dutch Wonderland for the day. She will love it but I’m afraid the day after we come home, she’ll say, “When’s my birthday party?” (even though we will have discussed at length how the trip counts as the party). And then she will proceed to have a complete breakdown (leading to years of therapy) when I remind her there is no party because we went to Dutch Wonderland.
It’s a dilemma. Yes, a ridiculous dilemma – but for me, a dilemma none the less. It’s getting close to make-or-break time though. It may be one of those times I procrastinate just enough that the decision has to roll my way.