I Planned a Surprise Party for My Husband, but When He Walked In, Everyone Fell Silent
When Maria planned a surprise party for her husband’s 40th birthday, she didn’t expect to find strangers walking through the door instead of him. The shocking mix-up, involving an unexpected Airbnb booking, turned into an unforgettable night filled with laughter and unexpected guests.
Maria invites everyone to a surprise birthday party | Source: Midjourney
My husband’s 40th birthday was coming up, and I wanted to throw him a surprise party. To prepare for it, I told him I would be out of town on his birthday. We agreed to celebrate on another day instead.
On the evening before the big day, I pretended to pack my bags and leave for the airport. In reality, I stayed overnight at my friend Karen’s house.
Maria at Karen’s house | Source: Midjourney
“Are you sure this will work?” Karen asked, raising an eyebrow as I stuffed clothes into my suitcase.
“Absolutely,” I replied. “Tom thinks I’m going to visit my sister.”
Karen chuckled. “You’re a sneaky one, Maria.”
Jim arrived at his brother’s house | Source: Midjourney
The next day, I got up early to make sure everything was perfect. Tom always came home from work around 6 pm, so I invited all of his friends and family over at 5. That way, we’d have time to decorate before he arrived.
By 4:45, people started arriving. His brother, Jim, was first.
“Hey, Maria! Need any help?” Jim asked, carrying a box of decorations.
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“Sure, Jim. Can you start hanging these streamers?” I handed him a bundle of blue and gold streamers.
Next came Tom’s best friend, Dave, with his wife, Lisa.
“Wow, you’ve really outdone yourself, Maria,” Lisa said, admiring the decorations.
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“Thanks, Lisa! Can you guys help with the balloons?” I handed them a bag of balloons.
Everyone pitched in. By 5:30, the living room looked amazing. Blue and gold streamers hung from the ceiling, and balloons were everywhere. A big banner that read “Happy 40th, Tom!” stretched across the wall.
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At 5:45 p.m., I gathered everyone in the kitchen.
“Okay, everyone, Tom will be here soon. Let’s turn off the lights and hide,” I said, feeling the excitement build.
We all found spots behind the kitchen counter and other hiding places. My heart was racing as we waited in the dark. I held my breath when I heard the key turn in the lock.
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The door opened, and I heard footsteps. But then I heard a woman’s voice.
“Do you think he’ll like it?” the voice said.
My heart dropped. Who was she? For a moment, I thought Tom was cheating on me.
The lights flicked on, and the whole room gasped.
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Standing in the doorway was a young couple, looking just as shocked as we were. The woman had a suitcase in her hand, and the man was holding a set of keys.
“Who are you?” I blurted out, stepping forward.
The woman’s eyes widened. “Who are we? Who are you?” she exclaimed.
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Jim stepped out from behind the counter. “We’re here for a surprise party. Who are you guys?”
The man looked around, bewildered. “We rented this house on Airbnb. We were supposed to stay here for a few days.”
I felt the color drain from my face. “Airbnb? This is our house!”
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Dave scratched his head. “Tom must have listed it after Maria said she was going out of town.”
The woman looked at me sympathetically. “Oh my gosh, we had no idea. We’re so sorry. We’ll leave right away.”
“No, no, it’s okay,” I said quickly, trying to keep the situation calm. “Let’s just figure this out.”
Woman comforts her friend | Source: Pexels
The young couple, still looking confused, stepped inside and closed the door. Everyone was murmuring, trying to piece together what was happening.
Karen came over to me. “Maria, what’s going on?”
“I have no idea,” I whispered back. “Tom must have put the house on Airbnb when I told him I’d be out of town.”
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Tom’s sister, Susan, walked up to the couple. “Hey, why don’t we all sit down and talk this through?”
We all moved to the living room, the decorations and party supplies now feeling strangely out of place. The young couple introduced themselves as Jake and Emily.
“We’re really sorry about this,” Jake said. “We thought the house was empty.”
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Emily nodded. “Yeah, we didn’t mean to crash your party.”
I forced a smile. “It’s not your fault. This is just a big misunderstanding.”
I pulled out my phone and called Tom. He answered on the second ring.
“Hey, honey! I thought you’d be on your flight by now,” he said cheerfully.
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“Tom,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, “did you list our house on Airbnb?”
There was a pause. “Uh, yeah. I figured since you were going to be out of town, we could make a little extra money.”
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. “Tom, I’m not out of town. I was planning a surprise party for you. And now we’ve got a house full of guests and a couple who thought they rented our place.”
Shocked man on the phone | Source: Pexels
Tom’s silence was palpable. “Oh no, Maria, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”
I looked at Jake and Emily, who were sitting awkwardly on the couch. “What do we do now?”
Tom sighed. “I’m on my way home. We’ll sort this out.”
I hung up and turned to everyone. “Tom’s coming home. We’ll figure this out when he gets here.”
Maria tells her guests everything will be alright | Source: Midjourney
Jake stood up. “We can find another place to stay. We don’t want to ruin your party.”
Lisa shook her head. “No, stay. We’ve got plenty of food and drinks. Join us.”
Emily smiled hesitantly. “Are you sure?”
Girls having fun at a party | Source: Unsplash
“Absolutely,” I said. “The more, the merrier.”
Tom arrived about fifteen minutes later, looking sheepish. He walked in and immediately apologized to everyone.
“I’m really sorry about this,” he said. “I was just trying to save up some money for a vacation for Maria and me.”
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Susan laughed. “Well, you certainly surprised us, Tom.”
Jake and Emily ended up staying, and the party went on. They were great sports about the whole situation, and soon everyone was laughing and having a good time.
Golden birthday party | Source: Pexels
“Cheers to unexpected guests and surprise parties,” Dave toasted, raising his glass.
“Cheers!” we all echoed, clinking our glasses together.
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As the night went on, I couldn’t help but smile. Despite the chaos, it turned out to be a night we would never forget. And as for the vacation, Tom and I would definitely be taking one, with a story to tell for years to come.
Little Boy Cries & Begs Mom Not to Take Him to Daycare until She Storms into Facility – Story of the Day
A three-year-old throws tantrums and begs his mother not to go to daycare. Worried, she goes in unannounced and what she sees shocks her.
“No, mommy, no!” Johnny threw himself on the floor and started screaming. Marla Evans sighed. Not again! She looked at her watch. If he threw a full tantrum, she would be late yet again.
She gazed at her three-year-old with exasperation. Johnny had been going to daycare for two years and always loved it. For the last week, out of the blue, he’d been making a scene, begging Marla not to take him.
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She’d spoken to her pediatrician, and the doctor had told her that toddlers often went through the ‘terrible threes.’ “Stop it!” Marla heard herself scream, then she saw the look of fear in her son’s eyes. Something wasn’t right.
Marla sat down on the floor next to Johnny and coaxed him into her lap. He sobbed, pressing his little face against hers. Marla decided this was more than a tantrum, but what could be wrong?
“Honey,” Marla said gently. “I’m sorry. Mommy didn’t mean to snap.” She rocked him until he stopped crying and asked gently, “Why don’t you like daycare anymore?”
Raising a child is about setting and respecting boundaries.
Johnny shivered in her arms and whispered, “I don’t like!”
“But why, sweetie?” Marla asked. “Are the other kids mean?” But Johnny wouldn’t answer. Marla sighed. “Baby, mommy needs to go to work, but I tell you what… I’m going to come and get you from daycare early today, OK?”
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Johnny sat up in her lap. “No lunch?” He looked up at her anxiously. “No lunch, mommy?”
Lunch? The worried mom frowned. What was happening with her son?
Marla dropped Johnny off after promising she’d fetch him before lunch. He walked into the daycare quietly but threw Marla a pleading look that left her heartbroken.
She went to work and asked her boss for the afternoon off to deal with a personal issue. Thankfully, her boss was a mom too and understood!
Marla was determined to get to the bottom of Johnny’s reluctance to go to daycare. She decided to drop in — not before lunchtime as she promised Johnny — but during the meal.
Johnny’s daycare didn’t allow the parents into the children’s playrooms or the dining room, but each door of the facility had a large, clear glass window. Hopefully, Marla would be able to see what — if anything — was going on.
When she arrived, the receptionist told her the children were having lunch. Marla walked to the dining room and peered in. The kids were all sitting at their tables, eating.
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A teacher or an assistant supervised each table. Marla quickly spotted Johnny. There was a woman Marla didn’t recognize sitting next to him.
As Marla watched, the woman picked up Johnny’s spoon, scooped up a portion of mashed potatoes, and pressed it against his lips. “Eat!” she cried. Johnny shook his head violently, his mouth firmly closed, tears running down his cheeks.
“Open your mouth and eat!” the woman said angrily. Johnny was looking deeply distressed. The woman cried, “You are going to sit here until you clear your plate!”
Marla saw a small portion of mince, mash, and vegetables left on Johnny’s plate, and she knew her son. Johnny was not a big eater; she never pushed it when he told her he’d had enough.
Johnny opened his mouth to protest, and the teacher quickly pushed the spoon in. Marla saw her son choke and sputter. She’d had enough! She opened the door and stormed in.
“Get away from my son!” she cried.
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The woman looked up, and her mouth hung open. “Parents aren’t allowed in the dining room!” she cried.
“Then they should be,” Marla said, reining in her anger. “Can’t you see Johnny’s had enough? He’s a healthy boy, but he is not a big eater. As an educator, you should know how traumatic force-feeding a child can be.
“Being forced to clean up the plate is an old-fashioned notion. You should be aware of the statistics and the causes of obesity and eating disorders in children.
“And one of them is making food an issue! My little boy is an active child, and if he feels he’s had enough, you need to respect that and not force him to eat.
“As for shoving food into a child’s mouth in that way, it is reprehensible! You should certainly know better. These children are not puppets for you to manipulate at will!
“They are little people with needs and a will of their own. If you don’t respect their boundaries, you teach them they don’t deserve respect. I don’t think that is a message you want to pass on!”
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The teacher flushed a bright red and got to her feet. “I never…” she cried.
“That’s a pity,” Marla said crisply. “Because if this happens again, I will ensure you are out of a job! I’m not sending my son to daycare to be brutalized!”
Marla walked over to Johnny and tenderly wiped his mouth. “Come on, honey,” she said gently. “Mommy promised you a treat this afternoon!”
Marla had a long talk with Johnny, and there was no tantrum the next morning. Over the next few weeks, she popped into the daycare at lunch times just to keep an eye on things.
The teacher never forced Johnny to eat again, and the boy recovered his good humor and enthusiasm.
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What can we learn from this story?
- Children and their boundaries should be respected. Johnny’s teacher was teaching him that adults had the right to impose their will on children against their welfare.
- Raising a child is about setting and respecting boundaries — theirs and ours. A child whose boundaries are not respected is insecure and has low self-esteem.
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