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Birthday panic

If I could go back maybe 10 or 5 years into the past, I would laugh at myself for any sudden bursts of panic that I had about my own birthday celebrations. I’ve worked out (somewhat late in the piece) that wrangling 5 or 10 adult guests to a restaurant or a park or theatre or whatever is *not* like herding cats or nailing jelly to a tree. I only thought it was.

The “herding cats” analogy is really mean to apply to children’s birthday parties. Look at me: frazzled, haven’t put on lipstick, shoes don’t match, dark circles under my eyes, and losing my vocabulary. All from dealing with the birthday season. Let me start by saying how happy I am that my DD, nearly 3 years old, has friends who like her enough to invite her to parties, and to say that DD has a good time at parties.

The real hassle is having a party oneself. Tell me, what is it with being too “cool” to reply to an invitation by the RSVP date? (Thinking of last year’s party.) I’ve found adults who do that and then rock up at the last minute if they feel like it, and get their noses out of joint if you didn’t cater for them. Or those who don’t turn up and expect you to have ESP and know that they weren’t going to come. Don’t kid me that you don’t have a mobile phone and couldn’t find time to send an SMS. This year, I put down tomorrow as the RSVP date. Let’s see what happens.

Cakes. Thank goodness for clever, skillful relatives who have offered to make a beautiful cake creation for The Day. “Pink” would be the key word. “Sparkly” and “pretty” would come soon after that. I am very grateful for help with this.

Food. Well, I decided that with the odd weather (frequently above 30 degrees Celsius at this time of year) we could have it indoors at a commercial play area. Yes, it’s more expensive and the play area is noisy, but I have saved up my money and DD loves that play area. (I should add that how I spend my money is my own business). Bonus – the play area staff provide catering for the children and do the cleaning up, plus a cake for the adults.

I should start trying for 8 hours sleep per night this week. Or stock up on gin and tonic.


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Cotton Wool Kids

I nearly fell out of my seat when I read a recent article about cartwheels being banned in a primary school’s playground. The mother of one child who loves to do cartwheels decided to investigate further.

Ms Buschgens met with school principal Glenn Dickson and was told gymnastics activities were a `medium risk level 2′ that posed a danger to children.

After making her own inquiries, the North Ward mum found that gymnastics was indeed listed as a level 2 risk – when performed in class – along with cricket, soccer, tennis, netball, touch football and other sports.

Those sports have not been banned at lunchtime.

Funny how those organised sports that can bring glory to the school are allowed to continue, whereas the simple fun that happens during recess or lunchtime, sometimes with a bit of competition LOL is banned. This is the nanny state gone mad.

Here’s an opinion piece that says much that I was thinking.

Now it might be that back then we were a little too casual in our attitudes to child safety, but we are swiftly headed towards an equally unacceptable extreme.

That’s why schools and parents need to work together and find a balance between a responsible duty of care and letting kids be kids.

One school I have been told of has put seatbelts across all their swings in case the kids fall out.

Fair enough – but it doesn’t teach them the far more important life lesson of how to hang on.

Hang on, friends, and stand up for the right to do cartwheels. 🙂

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Posted by on September 1, 2008 in Children's Health, Life Matters


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