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“When a Pig Has A Party” also known as “When a little boy has no party”

by fancypants, September 19, 2012

We’ve just moved. Milan turns FIVE tomorrow. I’m not quite sure if the two kids he talks about at school are even real. He wants golf clubs (done), a hot air balloon (miniature purchased) and a blimp (not obtained). He wanted a party. And then didn’t want a party. And then did, but just wanted the presents and no friends there. Then he wanted his Denver friends to come. And so, for the first time ever, we’re not having a party. Of any kind. We’re having dinner all together and I’m letting him skip tennis. And we’re bringing cookies to school.

And I feel sad. Even though my mom and her boyfriend Mark will be here. And our family, and family friends Gabby and Nigel. And I’m sure he’ll have a lovely time. I feel sad that we’re not having a hoopla. Because hoopla is how we roll.

Anecodotally, my mom says that for my 5th birthday she took me and Sharon Beinash to the Sydenham Public Pool and we had a lovely time. So there.