So apparently it's the "thing" to have birthday parties and invite everyone in the preschool!
We usually do not go to these birthday parties because let's face it, I don't know these kids, I don't know their parents, I have no idea what to buy them for a present, nor do I want to spend a ton of money on it!
I have yet to invite a single kid from their school for my kids birthday parties. Just with our friends and their children makes up a party of at least 12 kids. Then try to add on another 10 to 12 kids from preschool? No thanks!
Well I decided I better go to one of these preschool birthday parties, meet some of these kids, meet some of their parents, find out who and what these people are about and why my children come home with certain things their friends tell them at school that their parents say.
I must be the most unapproachable person in the history of the world! It's either that or I really am a bitch! So as Christopher is attached to my hip even though these are kids he goes to school with every day, it's a new environment for him, so he's a little shy.
I try engaging him with kids that I do know, his little kissing friend Amaya, and after a while she gravitates towards him and he towards her. The only parents aside from the birthday girls mom who said a word to me was the father of his kissy friend, said apparently he needed to meet me.
I tried the "drift in and join a conversation" with all these 20 something mom's with preschoolers and little babies in their arms as well. And when I sort of laughed and said "Oh yeah I remember when that happened" and they looked at me as if I suddenly came down with a horrible case of the plague.
So my best friend at this preschool party? Christopher! We ate grapes together, we played on the things they had set up together, we had lemonaide together and we ate our pizza and cake together. And after all was said and done....
I really don't care how I came off looking to them....because to me, I came off as a very involved parent who would rather spend her time with her child on a Saturday afternoon than gossiping and being catty! And to me, and hopefully to Christopher, that's pretty special!