Sigh. The guilt. The knot in my stomach. The heartache of knowing that I am an inadequate mother.
No, I didn’t forget my child on the roof of the car. I did not sell him into child pornography or child slavery. I did not force him to converse with me only in Pig-Latin so that his classmates would laugh at him when he started school.
Nope. I failed in a much more important way.
Birthday parties.
Maybe it is just that I became a parent too soon. Maybe there is still time to discover a spacial anomaly that will allow us to remedy the situation. So that we could once again hold our heads high with the other parents who hosted birthday parties for their equally indulged children. Sigh.
We had fun. Or so I thought.
When Jacob was young, we had a swimming pool. And so we had lovely gatherings for dozens of friends with everybody in the pool. I was young enough then to even appear in front of my friends in a bathing suit.
As he aged, we progressed to other types of parties. We had one at an indoor playground with tunnels and ball pits and slides and pizza. We did bowling and laser tag. All with pizza.
It’s true that unlike a classmate of Jacob’s in 1st grade we did not hold his 7th birthday party in one of the fanciest hotels in Geneva, Switzerland, as did one of his classmates. It was quite a doo, actually, with waitresses in little French maid outfits carrying silver trays full of, yeah, pizza. (I’ve always wondered where they’ll hold her wedding.) But Jacob is a boy, and didn’t care a hoot about fancy-schmancy.
Once we had Jacob’s birthday party at a skateboard rink; helmets and pads were required. We indulgent parents want to keep everybody safe, and bubble wrap tends to be somewhat suffocating. We served Pizza, natch.
We only had one real disaster. And that was when the day before Jacob’s 13th birthday party, which had been postponed, John was called out of the country for an emergency meeting. Jacob has never recovered. “Dad missed my 13th Birthday Party,” he sniffed, just this evening.
I thought that was the worst possible child’s birthday fiasco imaginable in an age where parties aren’t done at home, and really all parents need to do is write a check. It’s hard to go too wrong unless the check bounces.
I thought that until today, anyway.
That’s when I learned that there is a whole new type of kids birthday party that will, well, blow away the competition! And we missed it. Sigh. We were simply born too soon.
And, of course, as in so very many things, Texas is leading the way. You see, a Texas gun range will be hosting birthday parties for children as young as 8 years old!
“I don’t know whether anyone has ever tried this before,” said David Prince, who is building the indoor gun range.
Personally, I myself, cannot imagine why no one has ever thought of arming children with lethal weapons, filling them with soda and candy and pizza and letting them go at it. What could be more fun?
Mr. Prince did mention that lots of staff will be around to “help parents supervise.” Boy, that’s a relief.
Because supervising kids parties isn’t really as easy as it sounds. That bowling party Jacob had when he was 8? There were heavy balls falling too close to kids feet, there were shoe rentals (and the fact 8 year olds never know their size) the drinks and snacks to be ordered and kept off the special floor. It’s complicated.
“We’re not just going to have kids running around waving loaded guns and shooting at piñatas,” said Prince, an accountant and gun enthusiast.
Yup, staff assistance will be available. This is handy, natch, when lethal weapons are involved; I’d say it’s worth at least an extra $5, easy. Perhaps an extra $20 if no one dies.
But you know, I imagine that the release form will be a bit intimidating for the parents who actually like their kids:
Yes, I agree to hold Bubba’s Bullet and Billet harmless, in the event that someone blows my 8-year-old child’s head off.
Nevertheless, I think that it’s good to know that entrepreneurs are developing better ways for parents to get a bang for their birthday bucks.
I just hope the staff is good at distinguishing between pizza stains and blood.
I am speechless. I am also relieved that I will never be faced with being the person to say, “No you can’t go to Johnnie’s gun’s and bullets birthday bash”.
Isn’t it amazing? The pressure on parents to let their kids do things is immense. There will be some who go along with this. I imagine we will be reading “tragic” news stories about things that wouldn’t happen if people weren’t so stupid.
Michelle, you may have commented before I changed the song to “Bang Bang” by Cher (couldn’t find a YouTube of Sonny & Cher.
I did comment before you changed it. You are right this one is a better choice.
I hope they provide the kids with bullet-proof vests…
I wish they’d provide them with smarter parents who wouldn’t allow them to go!
Hi,
Who ever thought that a shooting range would one day be the “in” place for kids to have a party, my mouth is still hanging open, I just can’t believe it.
My dad would say “everybody’s got an angle”! This one is lethal however.
Oh good grief! I am so glad the UK gun laws are different.
Great post
Thanks Dory. I wish we’d learn from reasonable gun laws like yours — there is something about guns that brings out the “stupid” in a whole mess of folks.
Yet another reason to be happy that my kids are all grown up!
Oh. My. God.
People are too stupid to believe. How are we not extinct?
I think we’re working on the extinction angle.
That is just inexorably sad! I mean kids playing with water guns is easy to digest!
And Bang Bang has always been one of my favorite songs. It’s just so nice to listen to but so heart-breaking at the same time.
The other thing about it is, well, when you play with water guns, you can interact. How are the kids going to interact with each other at a shooting range?
They should really combine these parties with the evil stalker clown birthday parties (http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/821591-evil-clown-hired-for-stalking-threats-and-a-pie-in-the-face).
I’m so glad you sent that link! How bizarre. Perhaps we can kill two stupid ideas with one kids’ gun party — just invite the evil stalker clown to stalk the kids first!
Just when I thought stupidity had limits…..wishful thinking on my part. Dear Lord..where the hell is the mom?!
Limits? On Stupidity? Oh, Tops, if only. Sadly, I don’t think we are even close.
This sounds perfectly reasonable. What could possibly go wrong?
Not a thing. Nothing at all. My kid is bulletproof. Aren’t yours? Isn’t everybody’s?
That is crazy. If only they could allow a shooting range combo Chuck E. Cheese deal, in the off-chance that obnoxious mutant mouse would finally get what’s coming to him.
Now that is a great idea. Check out Laura’s evil clown link above.
People are just really really weird.
Well .. leave it up to Texas.
There are certainly a lot of crazies in Texas. Fortunately, most of the folks I know who live there or are from there aren’t in that mold!
Whew …. what a relief!
Fantastic idea! It sure tops the Coal Mine party I threw for my son’s second birthday.
I’m annoyed that it’s limited to 8 and up. Now that I’ve read this, I really want to throw my son’s third birthday at a gun range. There’s got to be someplace in Texas that has no age limit, right?
Hey perhaps if he survives this themed 3rd Birthday party, you can combine them for his 4th — you know, you can have an exploding mine party. Who-hooo. What a blast!
You know, I saw that article and thought about writing a post about it, but I couldn’t put my thoughts into any coherent arrangement. After this catches on, I’m betting the next big thing for kids’ birthdays will be taxidermy parties.
Sorry I beat you to the punch — I bet yours would have been awesome.
As for taxidermy parties, maybe there can be a family plan. You know, one kid gets the gun party and the next sibling gets to stuff his/her brother or sister for their birthday party.
Brilliant idea, though over time, people are going to run out of guests.
I thought that was the idea. You know, parties for folks who don’t really want to be parents.
Hmm, so are they pro-choice, pro-life or just pro-things-that-shoot-bullets?
They’re pro-embryo. Once the kid is out, who cares.
Hahahaha, snort!
Every now and then, when I read something like this, I just shake my head…..
I hope those shakes are strong enough to deflect the stray party bullets.
Kids parties are a big deal but mostly to the parents. I don’t recall having but one myself, so in that case, it wasn’t a big deal to mine. Just wait until the grandkids start having their parties. Grandparents then become like honored guests.
I agree that up to a certain age it is just for the parents. But these days, kids expect a whole lot.
I’m looking forward to being a grandparent (not YET JACOB!!) because I love the contact/no responsibility aspect. I have a great niece and a great nephew and it is wonderful to be an important family member with few responsibilities!
But hopefully, if the parents don’t get it, the grandparents will say, ummm “guns at a birthday party are stupid!”
guns…bah! herd them all into a 50 x 50 steel cube and give them each a 2-liter bottle of coke and a bag of reece’s cups.
Then arm them all with tasers.
Why not go straight for musical electric chairs?
Oooooo…I like the way you think….
Then you are similarly evil. Probably why we get along
Wow! Who the hell thinks this is a good idea? I wonder if parents include a liability waiver in with the invitation to the party.
Jacob did do a paintball party one year, and there were waivers. Of course, folks don’t generally die if they get hit with a paintball (although they hurt like hell!). People are incredibly stupid, and they are the ones that think this is a good idea.
They think it is a good idea AND they’re armed. Bad combination.
That’s generally my thought on anybody who plays with guns. They often think thoughts that, ummm, make me nervous.
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Sure puts my pass the parcel and musical chairs parties to shame. At least all children were returned breathing and with all body parts intact! Merde!
I guess that depends on what you had inside the parcel! Was it ticking?
Speechless!
Amazing that anyone would find this a good idea. There are a lot of crazy people out there.
I am grateful my two sons (step) are grown and both I and my wife-in-law are sensible aging hippies. Of course, we all live in Texas (woe is me) so some day it will likely be necessary to save our grandchild from one of these birthday parties. But that is okay, his other grandmother is also an aging hippie. He only has one grandparent with azzhat written on his forehead, we will beat him down if he interferes.
Stay strong!
Holy CRAP!
When I was little, a birthday party was a Sunday afternoon, where you grandparents and aunts brought you little presents, and you had a cake. Period.
We just didn’t get to have any fun in our day, did we. But the cakes were homemade
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Then again, I wouldn’t have wanted to shoot my aunts or grandparents. Some of the cousins, however, might have been in trouble.
To be honest, it took me 27 years to cut a birth day cake with my own hands and that to make my close friends happy.
In my family, we do not celebrate birth days. We just seek blessing from God and elders of our family and just have a get together with family and close friends. And my birthday falls in between summer vacation. So I do not have much ideas about birth day celebrations, as I do not usually go to their birth day parties, rather I wish them out side. So it’s quite unusual for me, when I see people search for a new innovative way to make that day special. 
Here in the US parties have really gotten out of control I think. VERY competitive. But a shooting party? Really?! Way over the top.
I remember your recent birthday post, Arindam. It was a lovely cake and I think that your family does celebrate what is important!
It just makes me sad…..I hear on the news all too often of the children shot and killed in schools and colleges in your country. Fortunately we have quite stringent gun laws here.
I’ll bet Jacob will always fondly remember the birthday parties you organised for him.
Yes, the prevalence of guns in the U.S. is a terrible scourge. They really aren’t good for much other than killing. And 8 year olds? Lord.
You just can’t make this stuff up … the thing is? It will probably be very successful — so … what does that say? OMG
MJ
I think it means that we might as well get rid of the car safety seats, the bike helmets, the other safety gear we’ve adopted over the years to protect our kids. Because stupid people with guns will just get them anyway. Or stupid parents.
On the other hand, you can save a few bucks by not getting the pizza sliced.
Surely an 8year old with a fully automatic weapon has the skill, presence of mind and accuracy to slice his pizza with gunfire?
Or, I can save even more on Pizza by only serving it to the survivors!
Now this is something unexpected. A birthday party at a gun range. I would love to see the parents who want to send youngsters to this kind of a celebration. The world is getting stranger.
It is getting stranger, indeed!
Now…I’m not shocked about this party theme in Texas. Don’t they have brothel parties in Nevada?
If there is a God, those brothel parties are not for 8 year olds.
I see nothing wrong with the guns, Elyse, as long as they limit “sugared drinks” to 16 ounces! hehehe
Now that would be irony at it’s finest.
BTW, I clicked on your “I write like …” link and it said:
I write like David Foster Wallace. Proof: http://iwl.me/s/d7939cdb
I hadn’t heard of him. Very interesting when I looked him up.
I have a great time with that link, MJ. Because the answer is rarely the same. I wrote a post about that a while back: http://fiftyfourandahalf.com/2012/03/31/who-am-i/. I got to be David Foster Wallace for one of my posts, too. He killed himself, although I am confident it was not because he learned that some day my writing (and yours) would harken to his!
Jeez! I wouldn’t trust a bunch of 8-year-olds with paintball guns! This is just In. Sane.
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