post yesterday and it occurred to me how differently we manage our children. I have, of course, had this realisation before, but not within the context of preparing our children for birthday parties.
I have a tendency to 'under celebrate'. This takes to form of 'under-gifting', 'low-key entertaining', and 'piking' from stuff whenever possible.
Don't get me wrong now. I really do know how to enjoy myself, and frequently do, but I just don't make a big deal about birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas, new year's eves or other 'must-dos'. I don't know why exactly but the 'post-event downer' probably has something to do with it.
I am aware of the issues associated with my disengagement with life's traditions and on one hand I want to improve my performance in this arena. On the other, I know I am too disorganised and 'maxed out' to make it happen in the near future.
Anyway, I digress...
So I was busily reading Life in a Pink Fibro's account of how excited my two nephews are about their cousin's pirate/mermaid party at the weekend, when it realised that I haven't even mentioned the party to the kids since the day we received the invitation! At the time we oohed and aahed, wrote the date on the calendar, discussed possible outfit options, and then we forgot about it.
So while Team Fibro have been practising their sword fighting and perfecting their pirate speak, we have been doing nothing to prepare for the party (except that I made a guilt-inspired trip to late-night shopping to kit out 3 pirates and a mermaid last night).
Perhaps my under-celebrating is starting to effect my children's fun? Is not the 'build up' to a big event often more fun than the actual event? Am I denying them more than just the excitement of hours of plank walking, ahoy-there-me-hearties-ing, and fake tattoo selection?
The Geege is different to me in this department. For example, he has already spilled the beans about our upcoming trip to Fiji for Christmas (more on that later). He thinks he has added to the holiday by giving it a 3 month lead-time. I think it is already driving me mad that Nugget and/or Doo Dah asks me every morning if they are going on the plane today!
There must be a happy medium? Somewhere between my chronic 'expectation management' approach and the Geege's joyous over-communication approach? I don't really want to create four Mini-me bah humbug types after all.
I certainly do not know the answer. I may just have to ask my sister.
What are you like with all of this? Do you tend to 'spill the beans' or hold your cards close to your chest when it comes to parties and other celebrations?