… from the bungalow

The Birthday Invitation Fiasco


birthday cakeMy 5-year-old, Simon, is about to turn six. His mom has scheduled a birthday party for him and seven of his friends this Monday. My ex-wife, fiancee and I had all presumed that Simon will invite his brother and step-brother along with five of his friends from school.

Unforeseen to us, choosing just five friends has proven stressful for Simon. The first three or four seemed to come quickly to him. But what about that fifth…

Karin and I check his list. “You’re inviting Andre? Doesn’t he do kinda mean things?” “Well,” he reflects, “sometimes he has to change his card to yellow.” Making an observation, I say, “There’s only one girl on your list. Isn’t there another girl you’re always talking about? What about her?” “Oh yeah,” he says, “I’ll invite her instead.” With a little more waffling, he writes names on invitations for the five friends.

The next day, after school, the teacher emails me and says he can’t hand out invitations to five kids; it has to be the whole class or no one. Now, I get that we don’t want to actively hurt kids feelings. Do no harm and all that. And I’m sure Simon would feel a little hurt if he wasn’t invited to another kid’s party, but I’d use it as an opportunity to teach him that not everything is exactly the same for everyone. He might get to do something fun that the other kids in class won’t. That’s the way life is, and you can’t feel sorry for yourself over that kind of thing. Find happiness in the things you do get to partake in, etc. Right? OK. I digress.

Well, this morning, he decided to tell Lucas (his pseudo-step-brother) that he wasn’t invited to his party because he didn’t want him there. (Hrm?!) Karin and I discussed it and posited that it’s out of competition. Since my post called Zen and the Art of Step-Parenting, I’ve been trying to feel my way into being Lucas’s step-dad/primary male caregiver, especially lately.

Not coincidentally, then, last night as I was giving Lucas “extreme cuddles!” at bedtime, and Simon was noticeably jealous. So combined with the anxiety of choosing exactly the right friends to invite (what is the process involved for a 5-year-old?, I wonder), Simon figured he’d eliminate the competition.

Simon & LucasWe’ve also hypothesized that there is a direct correlation between our acting disappointed or angry with them and their sabotaging each other in an attempt to get in our good graces. This is the opposite of what parents intend when they show disappointment with their children. Rather than improving their own behavior, they’ve resorted to egging on the other kid to see if they can get them into trouble. Argh. So we’re working on being more positive more often, appreciating them for “being good” and removing the emotion from discipline.

Day by day.

Parenting (and conjecturing) from the bungalow,


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Author: Chris

Introspection to a fault. College administrator, parent, soapmaker.

5 thoughts on “The Birthday Invitation Fiasco

  1. Though I work hard to always consider my children’s emotional development, we put way too much stock and thought into trying to protect them from rejection, failure, and loss. Somewhere between delusionally sheltering them from these things and telling them to “suck it up” is the answer.

    Life is too complicated to not make mistakes. We can put every effort into loving and validating our children only to terribly scar them one day without even noticing we did it. I work really hard to not project my life’s experiences onto my children’s. My hang ups and attitudes are not theirs.

    It’s weird that kids can’t invite other kids from school. I remember being hurt in elementary school by that sort of thing. In the grand scheme of things, though, it’s low on the list of self-esteem destroyers. Better to not be invited by kids that hate you anyway than to force the kids that hate you to invite you and resent your presence.
    We cannot prevent every bad thing coming down the road for our kids. We can’t make many difficult decisions easier for them. We can’t make them win in every situation. We have no control over who befriends or rejects them. These are life, character-building experiences, though. To try to protect our kids from them, we rob them of fundamental wisdom they will need to grow. These experiences help us to develop discernment, self-esteem, and fortitude. Yeah, the moment may hurt, but that’s where we, as parents, come in.

    Help them process and analyze when they’re young so they don’t have to keep getting it wrong their whole lives only to over analyze every little thing as an adult. When in doubt. just love ’em. It’s really the only thing we’ll ever get right.

    • Mike, thanks for your well-thought out comment! It sounds like you’re really got your head on right when it comes to parenting. I’m all for processing and analyzing.

      “When in doubt, just love ’em.” That’s some of the best advice I’ve heard in a while. Simple, obvious (when you hear it), and true.

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