I’ve never been good at people’s birthdays. I can’t even blame it on Mommy-hood. I’ve never been good at birthdays. In my mind, that’s why Facebook was created. To remind people like me that it’s someone’s birthday.

But, oh, Toys R Us… You know me well. Why? Because you sent me a BIRTHDAY REMINDER… for my DAUGHTER.

And, shamefully, I needed it.

In fact, I am convinced they under the guise of “Marketing” and “Coupon giveaway” they sent this to me to really say, “It’s her first. Make sure you don’t mess this up big time.”

In my head, I have 6 more months to plan, prepare and envision the *perfect* party. According to Geoffery the Giraffe, I should have ordered invitations two weeks ago.

How could this slip my mind? How could I not be counting down the days on my iPhone? Why is it that sometimes, I need to think… is her birthday on the 22 or the 23rd?

Babe, I’m sorry. But I plan on making it up to you.

How? Still not sure.

• Do I need a theme?
• Do we need a cake?
• Do I need activities for the kids that will be there?
• Do I need decorations?
• Do I need to invite… everyone?

If I were planning a party, there would be booze, beer pong and karaoke… but I’m just not sure that’s what my daughter is into these days. You know how fast kids like one thing before they’re on to the next.

So… advise, advise. What should I do? What’s the “cool theme” to go with? Can we avoid the creepy clown all together?

I need help because, something tells me no one forgot my first when I celebrated it 32 years ago…

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