"Mom, how does the Tooth Fairy fly through the air?"
"How do YOU think?"
"I think moms do it."
"But how can a Mom be a Tooth Fairy?"
"Good moms are lots of things, Princess."

Friday, March 26, 2010

Um, Happy Birthday?

There is only one thing worse than Saturdays in my opinion, and that is Princess Birthday Week. She's the one I try the hardest to please. It's a fairy party this year. I use "party" loosely. We've invited one friend. I am not insane, after all. But there is a fairy canopy and fairy treats and fairy favors and a fairyland cake and fairy costumes.

But beyond that, there are presents. And beyond THAT, there is the Annual Comparison of the Presents. Did I get as many as everyone else? Are they as big? Are they as good? Are they all exactly what I wanted? The answers, of course, are no, no, no, and no. No matter what. Knowing this, I even added "filler" presents, stuff she needed anyway, but it won't matter. She will open them and find them lacking. Not obviously. Her real self is a kind-hearted child, and she won't try to hurt anyone's feelings. She'll tell everyone thank-you. But nothing will be exactly right. Exactly right does not exist. There is never any way to win her birthday.

But I keep on. Hard.

One year, I wracked my brain, spent hours on e-bay, trying to find the perfect gift. The only things she asked for that year were toys the other children already had that I knew FOR SURE she would not play with. Finally, I found it. Buddy was into remote control cars at the time, so that was something she had mentioned. It was a remote control Cinderella carriage that steered intuitively with a glove. It was perfect. She opened it. Looked at it. Set it aside. Played with it one. Set it on a shelf. Two weeks later, Peanut threw it in a snit and broke it. Princess said, "that's ok. I didn't really like it anyway." Broke my heart. And I am not kidding.

This year, I did a better job on the gift. I grabbed her from school, took just her and I to Build-a-Bear. She loved it. The key was that it was not associated with her other gifts.

So tomorrow is her birthday. I already know it cannot possibly match up to her expectations. That's ok. I will keep trying to meet them. But I have lowered mine.


  1. Build a Bear was a fabulous idea!

  2. You did Build-a-Bear with Alexis! Good for you. Did you enjoy it with her?

  3. Yeah, I did. It was fun, and probably the best possible gift for her. And it was relaxed. So good.