Jan 07 2009
Why settle?
Around this time of year the subject of birthday’s always come up. My daughter’s is the 11th. And mine is the 28th.
(The 28th.
Which means you only have 21 more shopping days.
You know just in case you’ve forgotten.)
And while we were eating dinner last night my son announced that he had an idea for his birthday in April. He wanted to take a few friends to Stillwater, home of Oklahoma State University, stay in the dorms, and eat at Joe’s (Eskimo Joe’s).
My husband then asked him, “What are you going to do in the dorms?”
Little B, “You know, the usual. Watch movies. Play video games.”
I asked, “How many kids would you want to take.”
And then he started listing all the names of his friends. Right around friend number 7 I said, “I don’t think there are any parents out there that are going to let us take their kids out of town over night. You’d have to only invite…” And I listed the three friends whose parents we’re friends with.
And then Big D added, “Besides. I think you’d be bored. There’s no football in April. There’s no basketball. I suppose you could maybe to go a baseball game…but really I don’t think you’d have any fun.”
Then there was a huge pause, like a 20-minute pause.
OK really we started talking about other things. I obsessed over everyone else’s yummy non-South Beach Diet meals. The husband talked about ***yawn*** work. Little C told us 8 times that there were only 5 days until her birthday. (I don’t know where she got it. 21 more shopping days until mine remember?)
And then Little B announced victoriously, “I know what we can do! We can rent the (football) stadium. It would be awesome!”
Wow!
That boy is a genius I tell you!
I mean really, while settle for a measly sleepover when you can rent a football stadium.
Now all I have to do is talk to the accountant to see if it’s feasible.
Big D, “No.”
OK. Plan B?













That would be the answer I would have given had I been him. Sounds like you have some great kids on your hands. But just remember what ever you do, your daughter will go bigger next year.
….wow. That’s overkill. I can’t even remember the last time I had a party with even that many people, let alone near that conceptually big; must’ve been early elementary school.