when you realise, however much you want to, you can't fix everything for your child. C was really upset today because a girl I thought was one of his best friends didn't invite him to her birthday party. He pinched an invite and insisted that she had spelled his name wrong. Really wrong because it started in G and ended in eorgia. I took the invite off him and gave it back to her. Then at the car park I made a big show of comforting him, where her mother could see. This is the bloody child that we sent C to school with so they could be together because they were such close friends. Sometimes I have regretted this and today was one of those times. It just felt like a slap in the face for both of us really. (she was invited to C's birthday earlier this year).
I'm hoping that tomorrow her Mum has had a change of heart and that there is an invite for him. I don't expect him to be invited to everyone's birthday, which is fortunate because he hasn't been, but when it's one of his supposed best friends I just don't understand why the sudden cut off. I just feel kinda crap because although I was tempted to ask her Mum, well demand really because I was so pissed off, why he wasn't invited I didn't because some battles you just can't fight for your kids. It's a horrible lesson to learn at 5 and I said, but probably shouldn't have, that if she doesn't invite him to her party then she won't be invited to his party next year. (yes I've committed myself already, fool!) No doubt this will get told to her tomorrow, probably after she hands over the invite. If not I will just pray to the gods that he forgets. Or find something else so exciting to do that weekend that he forgets all about it.
Edit: D talked to C's teacher this morning and got some more background on the story. Apparently it all flared up yesterday and she had to physically separate them. C has also been, in the teacher's words, pushing all this girl's buttons and sending her right off. I can understand now that you wouldn't want someone doing that at your birthday party. I think a long talk is in order with my young man. This is not the sort of child I would wish him to be. The first lesson is going to be 'if you aren't nice to people, they won't invite you to their birthday party'. At least there is a reason, and a pretty good reason at that.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Just one of those days
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Oh wow... that's harsh...
:-(
was there an invite today? I hardly dare ask...
No. But he seems to have largely forgotten about it, and the party starts at midday when we will just have finished swimming in Canberra so we would have missed most of it anyway. So I'm rather glad that he will have things to take his mind of it. And, scroogely, I'm glad I don't have to try and find a present. I never know what to buy!
Good that there is a reason and bad that there is a reason.
I hope the talk goes well.
Via another mum today I found out that only 4 kids actually turned up and most of them didn't even bother to say they weren't coming. So pretty crap for everyone.
When I was a boy I tried a different but similar thing to get admission to a party. The girl's mother didn't handle this well at all. But luckily kids do move on and forget it.
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