We had my daughter's 5th birthday party Saturday. We opted out of Disneyland while we were in CA, so I wanted to make this party memorable. She wanted a princess party. All girls. So that's what we did. We set the table with ribbons and flowers. Created an adorable little tea party. Decorated crowns and put on make up.
Two little girls showed up. Two.
Six were invited.
I think I was more distraught than my daughter.
"When are more guests going to arrive?"
"I know I invited more people than this!"
"Mom, are you going to call everyone?"
Every question broke my heart a little bit more.
We played it off. Explained that the other girls just couldn't make it and left it at that. In her innocent 5 year old way, she seemed to accept it and not take it personally. But her mom did.
I have a feeling that every single girl who didn't show had a good reason. One mom talked to me today at church and explained their situation. And I understand, I know stuff happens.
But I can't seem to shake my little girl's face wondering why her friends didn't come to her party. Her little voice ripe with confusion. I guess that's just one of the disadvantages of parenthood. I didn't realize it could be so heartbreaking.