Friday, November 2, 2007

It's My Party and I"ll Cry if I Want To

Welcome to my life.
This week was Lizzie's birthday. In celebration, we wanted to go out to dinner.
"Ok" she cautiously agreed. "As long as you don't tell the waiter it's my birthday."
"Sure," The Brain agrees, " I won't tell the waiter it's your birthday."
But Lizzie, being the smart little cookie she is (and having lived with her dad for a loooong time), didn't let it end there.
"Or the waitress, any of the serving staff, or any hostess or employee or customer in the restaurant."

He finally broke down and agreed to all her terms and we were on our way.

As we drove to the appointed place, she detailed how she had lived the day in fear of anyone mentioning her birthday. I mean, the mortification of having a whole class LOOKING at her and possibly even singing to her was more than she could bear. She was so happy to have escaped any embarrassment.

Mimi mentioned that she had heard the restaurant had a brand new birthday song they were making the servers sing, and she would kind of like to hear it.

You see where this is going, right? We couldn't resist the practical jokeness of telling the server that it was MIMI's birthday. We did it in a note, and The Brain was very very sure to point at Mimi. I saw him. He pointed at the blonde.

As we finished our food, the server came out with a little dessert and the accompanying parade of servers following behind.

We snickered.

Then to my utter HORROR, she walked around the table and set the dessert in front of LIZZIE, and started the loudest and longest birthday song I have ever heard. All 4 of us went sheer white. Lizzie and Mimi because they could not BELIEVE that we had broken our promises. The Brain and I because WE HADN'T!!

Lizzie bravely smiled and said thanks, then once Satan's Choir turned and left, the tears slid down her cheeks, as The Brain and I, both talking at the same time, tried to convince her that we hadn't done it! It was supposed to have been a joke on Mimi!

We tried to apologize. We tried to change the subject. Still the tears slid slowly down her cheeks.

Just send the "Britn*y Spears Mother of the Year" award to:
Horrible Mother JustRandi
Colorado, USA
It'll get to me, no problem. They know me here.

21 comments:

"Vern" said...

Ouch. I hate it when that happens!!

Heather said...

Oh. Man. That stinks... poor girl.

East of Eden said...

Once my b-day, which happens to be on a national holiday, fell on a Sunday one year. I was really determined, like your daughter, to fly low under the radar. Well, that really didn't work out so well. One of the ward crazys found me and started to make a big deal about it. I'd asked the RSP not to announce it or anything, but Sis Crazy took it upon herself to annouce it and have every one sing to me.....after the song I walked out. So, I feel you're pain Daughter of Randi....I really do!

kristen said...

So it's the servers' fault right? Jerks.

I doubt you are anything even close to Britney Spears. At least you acknowledge your children's birthdays.

Kimberly said...

Oh no! Mortification times two!

I was like Lizzie as a kid, couldn't stand the attention. I've learned how to make it fun though. I stand up on a chair now and conduct everyone as they sing. Took me about 27 years to get to that point though. =(

So sorry!

jjstringham said...

Oh how sad! Poor girl. :-(

Lena said...

Oh my, I hope she believed you- but, poor, poor thing. I wonder what the people singing thought when everyone looked like a death had just occurred...

melia said...

Oh, you have scarred them for life. Just pop some corn and watch the Amazing Race on Sunday. Hooray!!!

JustRandi said...

You guys are so nice to be empathetic for her. She's fine and was laughing about it this morning.
On the other hand, I am the one scarred for life. What kind of mother... ?????

Lauren said...

Hi! I am Lauren...I am Nancy Face's daughter. You ahve such a fun blog! I love it!

Tonya said...

Oh no, poor girl. Isn't it great that children can be so forgiving. You aren't a bad mommy, it was a boo boo.

Caroline said...

She'll get over it. . .and if she doesn't, then you can tell her that next year, you just won't go out to eat as to avoid another awkward situation. LOL

Sue said...

"It'll get to me, no problem. They know me here."

Is it wrong that this made me laugh?

Has she forgiven you yet?

(I am cracking up that you are keeping the award on your sidebar, I LOVE IT.)

so grateful to be Mormon! said...

wow randi, that was pretty wild.

Lizzie Amazing said...

ok mom you really dont need a bad mom award. i completley overreacted. ill say that i did have a huge lack of sleep, but i really shouldnt have cried...

Baby J said...

Oh! That is so crazy and sad! That's so wild that they put it in front of Lizzie instead of Mimi..Has Lizzie forgiven you guys yet?

Baby J said...

I hate being sung to also..and my mom loves it. All birthday dinners are gonna be at home now.

Yvonne said...

Poor Lizzie--that is too bad. I'm like that, too. I don't like to think everyone is looking at me. I'm sorry that happened!

Melissa said...

Oh rats! :( I'm sorry that happened.
But you shouldn't be so hard on yourself! Did you do drugs or go on a drinking binge with your child?? No?? Well, then you don't qualify for the Brit award... so sorry 'bout that!

Nancy Face said...

I am feeling bad for YOU! Lizzie will be fine, I'm sure, but here you are punishing yourself for no good reason! YOU ARE INNOCENT! :)

Jenny said...

Oh I am so sorry. Don't you hate it when it comes back to bite you. It is so hard to try and raise sensative teenagers.....ugghhh Rest assured she'll be just fine.