It was a month before Colin’s birthday and he was turning 11 years old. I was trying to decide how to celebrate when Colin announced he’d like to go to Build a Bear for his party.
“That’s a pretty big party,” I cautioned him.
“But it’s a really big birthday,” he exclaimed.
I was pretty sure the 13th birthday was the important one and told him so.
“No! It’s the 11th birthday! The two numbers are the same and that won’t happen again!”
“It’ll happen when you’re 22 years old,” I commented and got a deep sigh.
“Mom, that’s ages away!”
I got the party organized and Colin ended up with 14 guests. They had a ball making their bears and, unlike that lady making the internet rounds for collecting every guests Build a Bear for her daughter, the guests all went home with their creations..
Then there was Colin’s 22nd birthday. The day went like usual. I got laundry washed and Colin played on his computer and with his computers. Then I went to take the cakes out of their pans and they crumbled into a million little pieces. I tried to spread frosting as best I could but it really was nothing more than a pile of cake bits topped with frosting.
I lucked out. I promised Colin I’d transfer money onto his prepaid credit card and I did so on the 8th. They stopped accepted deposits on the 9th and the cards are all closing on June 30th. So, out of sheer luck, Colin ended up with his birthday money after all then went onto Steam to do some downloading.
We walked over to Pizza Pizza to order their two pizza special before chatting on the way home.
I was about to put one of those spinning flower candles on the “cake” when Colin stopped me.
“I want to save that for a birthday that feels real. This one doesn’t. I didn’t even get a phone call from anyone.”
It turned out that my sister worked then had an over dinner meeting so didn’t have time and my parents are on a mini vacation and left their phones at the hotel all day. But Colin got his birthday phone call at bedtime and was so happy.
It’s hard to see your kid unhappy, no matter what age they are. Luckily this was a short lived disappointment because he was fine yesterday. And next year I’ll work at making him a better day.