My son Kurt celebrated his 6th birthday this past weekend.
His birthday was actually August 3rd but we were on holiday at that time and unable to have any sort of celebration other than family.
So it we had a few of his school buddies to a play place.
I know, I don’t get it either. When I was a kid we only celebrated my birthday once a year (on the day), and I can count the parties I had on one finger.
My kids have already had more parties than I’ll have in a live time, but I digress.
So we go to one of these play places where you basically sign them in and set them free.
They spend the afternoon climbing all over somebody else’s house.
Call them into a room for pizza and cake and call it a day.
Great because there’s no mess to clean up but still no less taxing on the nerves.
Close your eyes and imagine a 100 kids swinging on ropes, climbing up walls and jumping on everything else.
It’s like a Disney ride on acid.
I’m not sure it’s less stressful than a house party, especially when out of the 100 your trying to find the dozen you came with.
It’s embarrassing to have to say to a parent, “are you sure this isn’t your kid?”
Can I have that weekend over again?
I’m Scott Thompson.
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