The tail end of birthday season

I’d like to know who’s brilliant idea it was for my entire family to have their birthdays in a 5 week period right before Mocksgiving and Christmas. Sheesh.

How did that happen?
How did that happen?

But hey! This weekend, we held a joint birthday party for Adam and Thane! We had the iconic baby-encounters-frosting-for-the-first-time moments.

You mean I get cake? With sugar?
You mean I get cake? With sugar?

Channeling the festive birthday spirit
Channeling the festive birthday spirit

Let's see what this squishy stuff tastes like...
Let's see what this squishy stuff tastes like...

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

Adam and I had a philosophical discussion on whether a one year old would even notice that they were having a birthday. I discovered that I have deep-seated equality anxiety. I’m a middle child. My baby brother is six years younger than me, my big sister two years older. I remember that my parents were very careful to make sure that especially my sister and I were treated the same. I recall that they asked HER forbearance when they let ME drive to high school, since she had never been allowed to. I imagined this scene where an impressionable 9 year old Thane is looking through his baby book, perhaps while 11 year old Grey reviews his. There, at Grey’s party, is the Elmo cake, the balloons, the rejoicing. A sad, blank page in Thane’s baby book, testament to second-child syndrome. Thane becomes emotionally devastated due to this evidence of my lax attention to his young self, and eventually leaves home to become a stylite monk in the Nevada desert. All because I couldn’t whip up a few streamers for his birthday.

Funny how your own issues show up, eh? I never once remember feeling like I was any less loved for being the second born. But I’m terrified that Thane might, for the slightest moment, feel that way.

Anyway, happily this fate has been avoided by this party! Now if he wants monastic life, he can at least join one of the normal orders, you know, Benedectines or Carmelites or somethin’.

While I didn’t stoop so low as to have a Halloween/Birthday party (yet… I can’t imagine that with a birthday on the 28th that won’t happen eventually), we also celebrated my husband’s natal day in the way he likes best: board games. From about 6:30 until about 12:30, they played. Since I was on boy-duty for a good portion and then somehow ended up being schooled in Mario Kart Wii, I can’t report on the games. But I can tell you there was one that sounded terrifying: it actually has a docket. And a senate. And you negotiate legislation. They apparently thought it was awesome.

How Adam celebrates
How Adam celebrates

Happy birthday all!

Now to get ready for Mocksgiving! AAAAAAAAA!

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7 thoughts on “The tail end of birthday season

  1. At least you first schooled me in Mario Kart! πŸ™‚

    First birthdays are my favorite birthdays, actually – I was slightly worried as October’s end drew closer that you weren’t going to have one (or would have a kids-only one!).

    I remember being pretty young and looking at pics of my first birthday party and thinking that while ALL birthdays are GREAT, your VERY FIRST one is something altogether different and super-duper-special!

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      1. No, I meant BJ beat both of us pretty well in it! Hey, the CG characters may have beat you, but at least you beat me? Though I did make it ut of 12 2x! Woot!! πŸ˜‰

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