There comes a time in everyone’s life when you have to
attend what kids love and adults hate – kid's birthday parties! It starts as
soon as you enter the aunty-uncle zone or the married zone. Ironically, as soon
as they see red vermilion (who puts that!) they see ‘green’ and you become a
member of that elite list getting invites to their ‘fun’ birthday parties.
For us it started at the same time as well. We were just
settling in with our newly married life. It was all about clubbing, watching
movies, eating out, hanging out with friends, etc, etc. All was hunky dory
until we realised we were also surrounded with people with kids. The Boy is as anti-social as it gets. But me, I am a social animal who can talk to a two year old and an
80 year old with equal ease. Yes, it is an art which I will talk about in
another post. I am actually very proud of it. Anyway, I digress.
Now kids are amazing. So are the parents who raise them with
such responsibility and patience. But when they turn a year older, we become a part of their social circle as well. And so, they invited us to join in their happiness and I was obliged. I kind of
saw the whole thing as yet another party with friends. What I did not know that
they also had, wait for it, couple games!
So I told you how the Boy is anti-social. This dude will
grab a beer and hide in one corner. The person managing the whole party would
call the mummies and daddies and well, the 'unfortunate' couples! I would look
around only to tell the host that the husband was missing. The host, knowing
the Boy’s antics all too well, would drag him from his corner and we would then
stand at the end of a particular line. When everyone would get lost trying to
win the game, we would happily drift away and call it a victory.
This went on for some time until the Boy found a way out. If
the party was in a big hotel, he would grab a few men who were as bored as him
and head to the pub. What if the party was in a vegetarian, dry place with no
such recreational areas? Oh well, he would have three pints of beer at home and
then head to a toddler's birthday party. Sounds fair, no?
This guy has gone ahead and told everyone his special love these birthday parties. I’ve told him umpteen number of times to keep his humble feelings to himself lest people stopped inviting us. I told you, I see this as
just another party where I get to meet people and talk. But no, he has voiced
his opinion to every parent in town. I think there are only 5 couples here who
still don’t have babies. So you can imagine where that leaves us!
We are still better-off.
We have only 4-5 such parties to attend in a year. There are parents
who need to attend atleast five times more such events. Oh, I pity them so much.
The kids have a blast though. You should see the time when they cut the cake. The
sparkle in their eyes is so amazing. And then they use their tiny hands to dig
into the cake and devour it since, you know, a cake tastes the best that way!
Yes, all my dreams of having that one thing that I love
vanish in thin air and I walk away. I see the Boy laughing in one corner with a
few other people, surprisingly enjoying a whole lot and then wish why I didn’t
have my pint.
The parents tell us that these kids will very soon grow up
and be irritating 10-year olds. Then they would want to go out with their
friends and not celebrate with us. I agree. I have held each one of them as a
new born. Watching them grow older is a blessing. Only if the Boy realised that
this will not last forever.
Oh, I think that’s a silver lining for him – that this will
not last forever.
Frankly I used to hate birthday parties of small kids till I had my own! Although I still hate parties where the parents go over board and make the kids cry! Which I hate... We kinda always ask my son what he wants... since the last two years we have a cricket party... he invites only boys to play cricket and we take them to a cricket ground and they all play and are fed in the end! :)
ReplyDeleteKids love to go to birthday parties. And parents are usually happy taking them to one. It's us, people with no kids, who don't seem to know what to do there. As I said, I don't mind meeting people. But the Boy, he makes all kinds of faces when invited to a party like that. It's funny actually!
Delete@hitchwriter _ What an awesome way to celebrate birthday !! I am taking that tip from you !
DeleteI agree with the above comment...When I had a kid I started shopping at Babyshop and mothercare. I started enjoying kids parties and visiting Borders to buy meaningful gifts for them. I did all kinds of things I've never done before. And I was bestowed with a lot of patience and short temper of my early 20s were long gone ! Hahah its true that kids change our lives around.
ReplyDeleteI buy awesome gifts too. Infact I loveeeee to buy clothes for the little ones. We don't enjoy their parties just the way they don't enjoy ours!
DeleteAnother reason for me to not have kids. Thank you Nisha, you are awesome :)
ReplyDeleteOn a serious note, I have recently started attending such parties because all my friends promptly popped out babies after being married for a year, just like how the society expected them to. Attending those parties made me realize how lucky I am. Apart from the couple games, parents talk about diapers, soaps, toys and other things that make you want to cringe.
Thankfully I do not intend on having babies, or any parties. Nor attending any.
I try to hang around with non-mommies in such parties as well. The school talk is endless. Frankly, I understand their situation so I don't really have anything against anyone. I quietly excuse myself and find a group where we talk about 'other' stuff! There have been instances when I've told close friends to shut-up. Lol!! Sadly, you can't do it with everyone!
DeleteI WILL ATTEND ANY PARTY FOR THE CAKE.
ReplyDeleteP.S- A kid pooped in our colony swimming pool. It has been quarantined for 3 days.
I love kids when they are others' :-P
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