You have this conversation on the way home from school.
Flea: Mummy, what's good is that there's a new boy in our class and his birthday is the day after mine, so I'm not the youngest in my class any more.
Me: Oh, that's nice, isn't it.
Flea: Yes, Peter's birthday is on the 15th but mine is on the 14th. So I am one day older.
Me: No it's not, darling, yours is on the 15th. Your birthdays are the same, so you're the same age.
Flea: I thought my birthday was on the 14th! Silly me.
Me: Nope. Sorry. It's the 15th.
Flea [sounding very unsure]: That's strange. Because on my blanket from when I was a baby, it says one-four…
Me: Does it? Really? Um…
I'll now take bets on which person in this conversation turned out to be RIGHT, and which person turned out to be a TERRIBLE MOTHER. This may be worse than the incident where I pointed to Flea in her school photograph and asked, "Who's that little girl there?"
Oh tee hee hee hee hee, this is VERY funny but oh, how are you going to get out of this one?
So for how many years have you been celebrating the wrong day?!
Oops!!
This has made me laugh out loud.
She’s such a smart cookie!! God help you when she’s older and even wiser…
Well dates are unimportant anyway… what matters is that Flea knows when she was born!
Oh lord. This AND the chocolate Santa.
Flea darling, it is me, Merry. You are live on TV, please do not swear. It’s all okay, I am coming to get you!
😉
Roaring with laughter!!! Like my whole family has rushed to see what’s so funny… and nobody laughed!!! Not one of my kids thinks this is funny!!! Because I totally have no idea of exactly which day their birthdays are on. A very common conversation in our house sounds like this: “…Well isn’t it lucky your birthday is on a Saturday this year, or is it the Sunday…or maybe even the Friday ..is it the ninth or is it the tenth…” I tend to then dwindle off into silence as there is very little response to my scrabbling around for birth dates, no response at all in fact. Hmmm… sometimes the silence is simply shouting at me!!
Brilliant
She’ll have forgotten by tomorrow. Hopefully.
I’m reasonably confident that we’ve got it right, but you know what it’s like when you try and remember something out of context!
We aim to please.
I know. It’s not going to be pretty.
Precisely – so long as one of us knows, we’ll be fine.
Arf! Very funny.
One day, though, she will be passing notes to strangers in restaurants saying HELP ME, won’t she?
On the bright side, at least I know it isn’t just me.
Thanks!
Thank god you had that blanket personalised when she was born!
Haha! I never know when Grace’s birthday is either. I know there’s a 3 and a 4 involved and it’s in October….
Do you seriously expect us to answer?
I have been known to make my daughter a whole year younger on forms by getting her birth year wrong (I still swear I lost a year when she was born!).
I can only get her birthday right because she very considerately chose to arrive on the 10th day of the 10th month, and I can’t get those muddled up 🙂
But do you know how old she is? That’s half the battle, isn’t it?
I struggle to remember my kids names let alone birth dates.
OMG this made me laugh it is something I would do!