Okay, so I think I might be stuffing up a birthday for the first time ever.
Quintus is turning 11 next Tuesday. He said he didn’t want a party but would rather use the money for a big gift. Very grown-up I thought
(and it saved me a ton of planning and organizing!)
Then for the longest time I asked him what he wanted and he didn’t know. I couldn’t just let him have a birthday and then get nothing.
So we organized for all of us to go watch the Blue Bulls play at Loftus tomorrow night. We are also taking his best friend and another friend with. We are staying over at a guesthouse opposite the stadium. We even bought him a new Blue Bulls shirt.
Today … Jason kinda let the cat out of the bag (after Quintus begged him) and now he doesn’t seem happy at all. He didn’t say it but I could see it on his face.
I understand that it is not just for him, since we are all going. I can understand that it’s not a big present like he asked for. It’s not a party.
He is not ungrateful. He is just not that type of child. I just think he is disappointed. That he expected more?
I’m feeling like it’s not enough now…..