Parents.
When your kid gets a birthday invitation, you should respond to the parents of the child who prepared the invitation. Especially if it is hand-written because some dumb-ass took the time to fucking write it out by hand when their partner could have easily allowed her to type it up, but, no, there's something more personal about a hand-written invitation when the invitation is printed on a glossy fucking card that makes writing on it impossible unless by ball-point pen, and, even then you have to press hard enough to make a fucking diamond out of that ink.
I digress.
Is it just me, though, or are young parents lazy and inconsiderate? When I got an invitation to a birthday, my parents would bend their schedule around it. So, when my kids get an invitation we will move our schedules around to accommodate, unless an accommodation is either unreasonable or impossible.
I find it very hard to believe that a Friday birthday after 5:00 PM is an unreasonable or impossible time. And we sent out the invites a month ago.
Anyhow, I suppose I'm peeved because my partner just broke down into tears. She's afraid that our boy isn't going to have as many invitees show up as our girl, and that this will scar him. And while I know there's nothing I can do about it, when my partner gets upset-to-tears I become a holy fucking bitch-terror.
Like, seriously, folks, make time for other kids' birthdays or no one is going to show up to your monster's spawn-day, all right?
It's for your kids, their social health, and the social health of our community, you lazy dipshits.