Birthdays are a big deal right? Well maybe not for those sitting in the third quarter of life, like yours truly, but they are… BIG. And we need to make them that way. We do. I don’t care HOW old you are. Take that time. It won’t come again. Remember that before you can’t remember.
Birthday. Big time, big deal. Got it. Cue the candles. In other words, don’t blow it. I mean come on, you can only be 10 once in your life, so you had better play your given hand ’til you bust. And double down while you’re at it. Steve Wynn would be proud.
And parents feel the pressure right? We want to be superheroes minus the cape. And if you’re anything like me, you not only want the win, you need the win. And you wouldn’t mind the cape. Mine? Red and rock star status. Monogram? Not necessary, but smaller details to follow…
Ponies, playgrounds, ring side politics and the entire precocious posse of potential possibility? Not happening. Can’t do it. #rubalamp. No fun, no funds, no problem. Perhaps if the stars were aligned and we ALL owned the color pink, well maybe. Maybe not. Reality? Not exactly and not even close. But there is one thing that is not negotiable. Cake and cake. I say, “Let them eat cake!”
We do. And if we don’t, we should. So get out there and conquer!
Enough said right? Now let’s get down to business; parent and provider style. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks, 365 days. Welcome to the show. This episode is fondly referred to as “The What’s; what now, now what, the what then and the whatever.” What are you talking about?
Birthdays and the first day of school go hand in hand. They do. And for the same reason. What’s that you might ask? Inquiring minds want to know. Cue the rag mag, but leave the rad to MadPax. The first day of school is like a birthday; you must honor it, take the traditional photo in front of the house, on the porch, in the yard, with the sibling, in the uniform but in a uniform way, but getter done. It doesn’t happen twice.
It’s a collective experiment that happens at nearly the same time each year; at any age, in any town, in every city and every fabulous country around the globe. We all know one thing; that kids of all ages share in that same anxiety of what lies ahead…It’s all a big mystery. I’m talking Scooby Do style here. What will this year bring? Will I like my teacher? Can I still hang with my go-to gang? Doh! I really DO hate math. (all in the same breath) and yet one question lingers…Scooby snacks? Well not if it has nuts…
It’s all a big unknown, kind of like life. You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit. Or…you get what you get and you get down to business. I shoot for the latter. You should too. We’re all in this madness together.
So before the big day, be it birthday bash or just in time for class, we suggest you give the gift of MadPax. And remember, we’ve got your pack.
Kick off the celebration in surefire style with a backpack that will show your little superhero you can leap that building in one single bound, you will activate your twin powers of yes that’s possible and you do have the power to maneuver the underwater of over achiever scholastic madness (thanks Aquaman). Conveniently and just under 30 minutes TV time within a budget that will blow their mind and not blow the party. Mission accomplished.
Nicely done parents from around the globe, nicely played. We thank you for answering the call. Speaking of which…Batman just called and he wants his cape back.
And now you’re ready for next adventure already in progress…
Special thanks to MadFan and Dino King Derek for sharing pictures of his MadPax collection with us!