Aug 23 2016
Layla turned 10 a week ago, and I think we’ve finally put the birthday party tradition to rest; it was fun while it lasted and I love that we made special effort every year to get creative, but I also think some of it was extravagant. It didn’t necessarily celebrate our daughter and who she is, and focusing on themes took away from the party spirit of just spending time with people and getting to know them better.
Ten is pretty grown up. We didn’t have a “party,” but we did have a low-key gathering where we invited a few girls from the neighbourhood, and together with Layla, they impressed me with their manners and maturity. For one, they included Z in everything, even Pokemon Go, never once saying he was too little to get it. Dinner was delivered to us from McD’s and one of the girls said her burger was so yummy and thanked me for it. Someone threw up after her McChicken dinner, quietly in our bathroom, and another watched over her just like a sister would, checking on her and nagging at her for not remembering she was lactose intolerant.
There were no goody bags at our celebration and I don’t think it was expected either. The cake was the off-the-shelf variety from Polar, and after making sure everyone had a slice, I brought some over to our next-door neighbour’s home too. One girl realised I hadn’t had any cake yet and stopped eating midway to ask if I wanted some. When I was dishing out ice cream, and finally got around to serving myself, a spoon magically appeared in front of me, courtesy of another guest. Everyone disposed of their trash without being asked.
There were a few phones in sight but for several hours, the kids played old school games like Telephone (pass the message), A E I O U, and some sort of murder mystery game. As they entertained themselves, Alf and I chatted, I did the dishes and laundry, and when everything was in order, at slightly after 9PM, we dropped our guests off at their respective homes. I actually think this ranks up there as one of my favourite parties.
To be honest, I’m not sure what to write about my 10 year old anymore that doesn’t infringe on her privacy, and she’s almost at the age where she’ll be crafting her own digital identity, according to new rules that I probably won’t understand. To give her a fairly clean slate, I’ve spring cleaned this blog yet again and removed a good portion of school-related posts, along with anything that might cause strangers to judge her unfairly. I’m conscious about photo taking when it comes to her and her friends; I do share pictures with a smaller audience on Facebook, and even those are deleted after a brief spell.
There’s still Z of course, but I should find a new blogging focus that I can commit to, which isn’t tagged with an expiry date. :)