A lot of people that know me well, know one thing about what I am like during the Christmas season; I have low impulse control when purchasing gifts for my immediate family. Growing up, money was always very tight around the holidays, so we focused the most on a good meal and togetherness, the true spirit of Christmas. So when I purchase gifts, I usually go a little overboard. I get so excited and pumped up, and I usually end up spending a liiiiittle too much money.
The Monkey is turning 1 in a little more than 2 weeks. It is Christmas all over again. I never imagined I would be so excited to plan a Birthday party, and I didn't think it would be so exciting either. For two months I vigorously surfed the web, looking for ideas on the perfect theme for my little man's big day. Once I decided on a dinosaur theme, I pinned the shit out of pinatas, party banners, cupcake toppers, presents, birthday suits, party favors, anything and everything that would make his party awesome. For the last two weeks, I have been purchasing said items. I was first aiming to not go ape shit crazy. This idea quickly went into my mental garbage can.
I have probably spent around $300 so far preparing for his party, and I still have to purchase food for the bbq, and his presents. People keep explaining to me that Kylan won't remember his first Birthday. Well, no shit. I know that. I clearly don't remember my own first Birthday. But just because he won't remember, or really even understand anything about the entire party except for the cake, doesn't mean I don't have the strong desire to make this party fan-fucking-tastic. March 9th is the day I gave birth to my first child. I want to celebrate this past year with a joyous party. And I want to spend unnecessary amounts of money doing it. Sue me.
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