There are very few actions parents might take (or fail to take) that would cause me to judge them. On the whole, I believe we’re all just trying to do the best job we can under what can be incredibly trying circumstances. So I grant parents lots of leeway and hope that they do the same for me.
But once in a while, I do judge. Because once in a while there is reason to judge.
Or is there? I’ll let you decide.
The other day one of my boys came home from school to tell me that during recess three or four classmates had been discussing an upcoming birthday party. My son knows that during school hours he should refrain from mentioning a birthday party to which he’s been invited, just in case another kid within earshot didn’t make the invite list and consequently feels left out. So he remained silent during the conversation. And lo and behold, it turned out that one of the boys in the group hadn’t been invited to this particular party. According to my son, the kid looked first perplexed, and then stunned.
Every boy in the grade but two had been invited.
I was hopping mad. If you don’t want to have certain children at your party, then invite only a few kids. If you plan to invite 22 out of 24 boys, invite them ALL.
I do blame the parents of the birthday boy for this one. What on earth were they thinking?
And what do YOU think?