Here is a made up story about how great my child is.
Eh, it’s true more often then not. This is beyond relatable to a lot of people.
Giant invite the entire class parties typically only have a few kids the birthday kid actually likes or is liked by.
Everyone else is just there for the sugar.
Honestly, I’d prefer this over the gotta-invite-a-billion-kids local play-place sugar-fest where the kids are mostly just running around in packs.
Get a small group of kids. Let them play and actually enjoy each other’s company. Done
My parents always encouraged strong relationships with just one or two close friends. When we had birthdays, it would just be me and my brother, and a couple of close friends. That made it affordable to do something really fun. We often went to a movie on my birthday, then had cake and ice cream after. I can still remember those movies - Willie Wonka, Marooned, 10 From Your Show of Shows, etc.
I won’t assert that things are the same as they were decades ago, but in my experience, the teachers/staff are complicit. Either actively or passively (usually passively).
It is my sincere hope that school faculty is (generally) more proactive in involving parents when bullying is apparent. Something tells me that’s not the case though. And I can’t even fathom what hell social media brings to the table; it must be like Lord of the Flies on there. I recall classrooms and busses when parents/drivers/subs/chaperones weren’t present and it was bad.
Maybe those two kids are the assholes and the OP is realising raising their children this way results in low birthday party attendance.
The concept of this tweet is as relevant today as it was in 1919 when it was first posted
The inverse of this is that there are far more parents teaching their kids to be assholes, and that schools are asshole factories. Good luck detraumatizing schooled children.
All school taught me is that cheaters pass, bullying gets you elected, and academics are shams.It is is actually amazing how much difficulty people being a parent.
I will never forget this.
My wife, my Son and I went to one of those McDonald’s that has a play area. It was really random that we happened to go to that location as it was nowhere near our home. We went to this small engine dealer to look at a getting a used lawnmower and some other law care equipment. After looking at some machines we decided to stop at that place for lunch. This McDonalds was a significant distance away from where we lived. Think 45 minutes at least drive time.
My son, who was in elementary school at that time, says hi to this kid. The kid was in the same daycare as my son but went to a different school. The kid was sitting with his family at a table that was clearly decked out for a party. I could tell that the poor kid was not happy, so we started chatting with his folks and it turned out that none of the other kids that had been invited showed up for the party.
So naturally we joined them and my kid played with the kid and we did the whole happy birthday rituals.
I always figured it was because it was the other kids who were assholes. In conversations with parents at the day care afterwards, it turns out the kid’s parents didn’t send out any invitations for to the party and why the fuck they decided to have it in a random ass far away location is just bizarre.
The whole thing was an organizational clusterfuck. I am certain that was one of many scars that poor kid with have because of his disorganized parents
It’s a sad story, but it doesn’t have to scar the kid. Maybe the kid will grow up learning that his parents aren’t perfect, maybe he’ll grow up dispising his parents. I think it mostly depends on how loving the parents are. If they are very loving, it doesn’t matter too much that they are disorganized.
Bullshit it doesn’t. That disorganization permeates everything.
Get the fuck off your high horse.
No
“If you run into an asshole in the morning, you just ran into an asshole. If you run into assholes all day, maybe youre the asshole”
I was bullied at school, still had more than 1 person coming to my birthday parties.
I’ll take projection and victim blaming for $100, Alex
So EVERYBODY in the class hates the kid, and only one treats him well? All those other kids might be avoiding him for good reasons.
We should at least consider the possibility that this is the old “I’m right, and the rest of the world is wrong” situation. It could be that the kid is a monster, and the nice kid is really just one of those vulnerable types who tries to appease bullies by being nice to them.
Ah, yes, of course, because kids are usually bullied for a good reason.
No one hangs out with the mean kids and the nice and sensitive ones are universally liked. What a beautiful world we live in.
Problem is parents are assholes. They weren’t self aware enough if to realize the damage they were doing and just pass it on. And even worse the people that need to see those messages the most never will.
Worse, some take a weird kind of pride in being a bad parent. “my mother was worse”, “my father would beat me for that”, “I survived worse”, “be happy I don’t do…”, pretty sure everyone heard such things before.
This is the best! Gives me hope
