kls_eloise (kls_eloise) wrote,
kls_eloise
kls_eloise

I've figured it out!

I've never understood the concept of first birthday parties.  It seems like so many people I know held these HUGE involved birthday parties for their kid's first birthday.  Eh?  The kid is ONE.  Their the clothes sizes are still measured in months.  They don't know the difference, and a lot of them were less than thrilled about all those people, some of whom are effectively strangers.

Last night I was pulling out the 12 to 18 month hand-me-downs from the closet so that they're actually staged as she grows into them, and I figured it out.

One year is just about when you run out of stuff from your baby shower.  You need to either throw a birthday party, or start paying for things yourself.  Suddenly it all makes sense!

Of course, a couple of women I know threw parties whose cost exceeded the gross national product of Guam, but that's an entirely separate issue.
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