Kids Birthday's

My son got invited to a birthday party, somewhat. In the beginning of the month I was walking home from the store and this woman who is one of my son's friend's mom who lives near the store came running up behind me calling me the wrong name. She can never remember my name. So, I turned around and she said that her son was having a "birthday party" at the end of the month but his actual birthday was two weeks before. So, she said that she hadn't done the invitations yet but she would with more details. So, I said that sounded okay and when she got everything together let me know.

Well, I never heard back from her. One day my son brought back a piece of torn binder paper that his friend had wrote out which said that he was invited to his party and that it was at 2pm at the bowling alley in a different city. So, I was still thinking that his mom would send a more formal invitation out in a day or two. That never happened. I never heard any more about the party until yesterday, three days before the party is supposed to take place. My son was at her house playing with her kid and he called me and said that the mom wanted to speak to me. So, she got on the phone and said that the party is on Saturday and wanted to know if my kid could catch the bus with her and her kid to the bowling alley.  I was thinking what the what?

Back in my day when kids had parties they were more organized then today. Parents actually planned parties and sent out real invitations and you actually RSVP to a phone number listed on the invitation.

And everyone had time to plan how to get to the location, which was usually at the person's house. One year though I did go the ice skating rink for a party but the parents made sure that everyone got a ride who needed a ride. I rode with the birthday girl.  But, anyway, back to today. I suppose that today a kid says he is having a party and that is that you wait until the time and place are announce a few days before and either you go or not. It was the same thing when the boy across the street had his party, sort of.

The boy across the street has a birthday in September. So, he kept telling everyone he was having a party but didn't know where. So, the day of the party his mom comes to our house asking if my kid could go. Apparently the party was going to be at the skate park and she had people whom I have never saw in my life driving people there. She handed me an invitation which apparently she had passed out to other kids days or weeks before so they all knew. Well, my son didn't go and apparently the party was short lived they left and in an hour they were all back. Apparently, the skate park was too full. Of course it would be on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Once again poor planning. They had the cake at the house and that was that.

The next party I heard about was that boy's cousin who doesn't live in this neighborhood but is a regular visitor over there. He had his party two or three weeks ago in a hotel. He said that they were going to the hotel and the hotel had a indoor pool and they were getting rooms and spending the night. I don't know what hotel this was at and nor did I ask. My kid wasn't invited and that was a good thing. I couldn't imagine my kid going to a party in a hotel  with more adults then kids.

I guess things change which sometimes depending on the thing can be good. But, the way these people have their impromptu parties just makes me shake my head and wonder. When we did things when I was little that didn't make sense to my mom she would say that we make her wonder what wonder bread we came from. (LOL) I think that applies here.

So, for a few reasons the main one being that I don't really know that woman well enough to send my kid on a bus trip with and I don't know who is going to be at this so called party my kid won't be going. If he wants to go bowling with the kid at a future date then I will plan something then but not on this Saturday. If I had a ride there and could go with him then I would do that. Then I would need to set something up for my mom for someone to stay with her and three days is not enough time to do all of that. I have always hated doing things at the last minute. I used to tell people that I can't do things at the last minute. I am not a last minute person that I need time and especially now that I have two people to make plans for.

So, I will be breaking the heart breaking news, in his world, to my son later today that unless things change drastically today or tomorrow then it won't be possible for him to go this time.  I am thinking that they should have just had cake and ice cream at his house. But, then again that is probably too simple these days.