Tomorrow is E.B.’s 7th birthday. I wish I had the time to bake him some homemade cupcakes to take to school for snack tomorrow, but I just don’t. So, I did the next best thing…I high-tailed it to Kroger to pick out some cool cupcakes with mile-high frosting and decorated with something way cuter than I could ever come up with. The selection was scant, but they did have the cutest Smurf cupcakes with plastic Smurf rings on top of each one. I figured the boys would appreciate the Handy Smurf and Papa Smurf ones, while the girls would go gaga over the Smurfette’s.
Apparently, I though wrong. Because Smurfs? Not so much cool with the kiddy crowd at his school, according to E.B.
I waltzed in the door and happily presented E.B. with the cupcakes, all proud of myself because not only were they cute, but he would get to take a “cool snack” for school tomorrow. The child took one look at my Smurfy offering and went crazy, and not in a good way. “I DON’T LIKE THOSE CUPCAKES!!! I DON’T WANT THOOOOOSSSSSSSEEEE!!!!!”. And the tears started like waterworks.
Well, now.
After the initial shock and the “Oh my gosh, I have raised an ungrateful child and wheredidigowrrrronnnggg????? feeling wore off, I finally understood. He said the kids would laugh at him. Smurfs were for babies. I reminded him he watched them on TV. He said it was ok to watch them on TV, just not in front of anyone else. And I get it. I really do.
I just didn’t think it would start this early….the deeming things “lame” and “cool” and “babyish”. The teasing. It kind of makes my heart hurt. I think what stuns me the most is that he is old enough to have his own little opinions about things. He really is growing up. It’s amazing and scary all at once.
So, in the end we compromised. I offered to take all of the plastic Smurf rings off of each and every cupcake. That made things all better, so now we just have some cool blue and white frosted cupcakes with mile-high frosting. And a bunch of leftover plastic Smurf rings that I have no idea what to do with.
I think I’ll put one on every finger and wear them to his birthday party Saturday. Mwuuahahahahahaaa!!!!
Sending hugs because I have been there and done that as well. I have one child that does not care, if he likes it he will stick up for it. Then my FOUR year old seems to already get the lame and baby thing more than his older brother. There must be something in the air this week, as I also had a Smurf incident 😉
Yes. It all starts pretty early. Glad you came to a comprise.