Birthday Parties.

We had a momentous day yesterday. Well. Kinda.

Last year when B-rex's school found out he had two moms they released a memo to all parents that birthday party invitations would not allowed to be given out  at the school. This was in direct conflict with the original policy; when doing birthday invitation you can bring them to school, but you have to be sure every child receives one. The reason, according to the memo, was the the "school could not control outside circumstances". This policy was ONLY for B-rex's class, the rest of the school was never change or even notified.

This was a HUGE blow to us. We had just had a meeting with the headmaster and teacher where we were informed that we were not understood, welcomed, and threatened to the harmony of the school. I felt incredible guilty that my choice to be honest and not lie about our family structure, led to B-Rex being punished. By the way I hand picked this school and in the end spent almost $8,000 for him to go to preschool there.

So we've obviously moved on, we're in public schools now where they aren't allow to discriminate. Haha! B-Rex is doing well. He's even made a best friend who loves dinosaurs as much as him. What are the odds of that! We were invited to his dinosaur birthday party this weekend. I've been anxious ever since we got the invitations. B-Rex BFF is Brazilian and most solid Latino families have very strong religious roots. I have been so worried our presence will alienate B-rex, that we would offend the extended family, or that..well I could go on and on. Needless to say I didn't want B-rex punished  because of  Mama A and I. Again. I went as far as to ask Mama A to sit this one out. She reluctantly agreed, because understood the reasoning. It just felt wrong to do that though. We're such a intricate family unit that with out one of us we loose our strength. When party time came we decided to just go all in "Take me baby, or leave me"  We packed up the presents, and we went to celebrate  B-rex BFF's #5 birthday.

WE HAD A BLAST. The mom offered help with first time home buyers grant, the dad had funny, engaging stories, the grandmother intoduced all the different foods to us, she told Mama A "I don't know much english, but eat, eat!"  One of the guest was a pastor who's daughter was in B-rex's class last year, he invited us to his church on his way out. Before we left we exchanged numbers and made promises of playdates.

I feel silly for stressing so much about this pary, when it went so well. If I could just know what everyone's reaction to us would be everytime, it'd be a lot easier. Though, I supposed that would take the fun and teaching moments in life.

Now we have our next birthday party Saturday, we're already trying to decided on a gift.