July 27, 2006

Two months and counting

Son's birthday is two months from today, and being the over-thinking, anal retentive mother that I am, I've already started planning his party.

I use the term "planning" loosely, as all I've really done is sit Son down with one of those party supply catalogs so he could pick out a theme. (The movie "Cars.") I asked him who he thought he'd like to invite, and he named four kids from church and asked if we could invite the Pastor again. Sure, says I. I also told him that once school starts back up we can figure out who to invite.

My thoughts always wander over to "which family members should I invite?" With the exception of one of the SIL's, most of our family lives at least three hours away. I DO NOT want to get in trouble with the one SIL (I have several) who got her nose out of joint because she wasn't invited last year. She had her panties in a twist about something else, but finding out that her parents were invited and she wasn't set her off even more.

Silly, isn't it? That someone would get bent about not being invited to a child's birthday party. I could see that coming from, say, Son's friends, but not "mature" adults.

I brought this up when we were all gathered at Thanksgiving and was told if I invite one I've got to invite them all. I said "You're telling me I have to waste postage, and an invitation, to invite you all to a kid's party...and you can't even RSVP?" (I hate that.)

The obvious solution here would be to make this about who Son wants to invite (his pals and my parents) and not give a fart about everyone else. I mean, Husband's parents wouldn't come (they didn't RSVP last year either).

Stop worrying about it, you say. I know. Frankly, I could care less. It is supposed to be about Son, after all. And that particular SIL? She was weaned on a lemon anyway, so you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.