The worst birthday ever

The worst birthday ever

A number of years ago, we moved back to the Cariboo so we'd be closer to family. Ironically, now that we're having our second child, we have to (temporarily) move away to actually have the baby.

A number of years ago, we moved back to the Cariboo so we’d be closer to family. Ironically, now that we’re having our second child, we have to (temporarily) move away to actually have the baby.

For our two-year-old (or very nearly two-year-old), this means his soon to be brother or sister is already messing up his life. On account of having to go to Kamloops to give birth, his birthday party had to come early.

With his cousin having just had her birthday party, he had an idea of what to expect.

For him, part of his birthday bash was a success, with it being celebrated at his grandparents’ house. He got whipped cream sprayed directly into his mouth, followed by “more cream please,” followed by more sprayed into his mouth, followed by “more cream please,” followed by more, well, you get the point. Referring to it as “cream” has posed a bit of a problem as now, whenever the diaper cream comes out, he wants to eat it.

He also got to blow out candles over and over again. He also unwrapped the same present over and over again because messing with the paper was more fun than what was in the bag apparently.

However, for him, overall, his birthday party was a disaster. His absolute favourite thing in the whole world is loud, heavy equipment (not something he got from his father).

Consequently, Bumps (his grandpa, so dubbed because he can’t pronounce “grumps”) took him for one brief lap around the yard in the skidder. The keyword here is brief, as he considered it far too short and it took multiple adults to negotiate him out after it was parked again. Some tears may have been involved.

He also got a brief ride with Bumps in his side-by-side. Which, while longer, was definitely still considered too short as well and may or may not have also resulted in tears.

Finally, in an especially cruel twist, he had to leave Nanny and Bump’s house not once but twice on account of mommy getting stranded there, resulting in, you guessed it, further tears.

That’s how he concluded what was undoubtedly the worst birthday party anyone has ever had.


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