Friday, August 29, 2008

Ben's lack of un-birthdays

That famous song from Mad Tea Party talks about how we've all got 364 "un-birthdays", and that those days should be celebrated. However, my son does not have 364... for him its been more like 356.

Ben turned three this week, and as the custom has been (at least its worked out this way three times now) we celebrate his birth for about a week straight. [Which is very fun for almost everyone, but tends to create drowsiness, late bedtimes, and unsightly half-dead balloons.]

Since we live a distance from his grandparents/aunts/uncles/etc. - and since their schedules are invariably as busy as ours - it works out that a birthday week usually occurs. One set of grandparents one weekend, a weekday birthday with Mom & Dad, then another weekend of grandparents. With all sorts of fun events and festivities packed in-between... its a true festival!

However, as a side effect, we end up with a temporary version of one of the kids that got kicked out of Wonka's factory. All of the unceasing attention and happy spoilings can turn any little Charlie into Veruca Salt even if for just a little while.

Don't get me wrong, our kid is great - and I certainly enjoy the visits from our folks... (don't not come if you guys read this... we have a blast!) But I think that every parent knows that this is why that Mad Tea Party was indeed so mad. It has nothing to do with the mercury in the Hatter's blood... its just crazy to imagine a constant celebration.
So you'll please excuse me, but I need to get some work done before I go home to rest. You see we're going to the zoo tomorrow, and it's Senior Safari Day. (Oh yes! This is going to be amazing-awesome!) With special trams to transport those "55 and better" as well as a health-fair and booths from wide and varied groups ranging from the AARP to the Cuyahoga County Coroner's Office.
...and down the rabbit hole we go!

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