YABU and goady.
DS turned 7 on Easter Sunday. Prime age for being excited about birthdays and remembering several previous years.
Fortunately he wanted a fairly modest party of a core of friends... not that that was viable anyway. At least I was tardy about sorting anything out, then saw the way that the wind was blowing so gave him warning that he probably couldn't have a party near his birthday. He may very well be quarter or half the way to his next birthday before that can happen.
His social life is currently kicking the ball over the fence to his classmate, but that's worn thin and it hurts so he's given up on that for now. So near but yet so far.
I bought presents before the lockdown days before the school closures were announced. With online ordering delays, there's been no chance to think of anything after that point.
No post on his birthday. Nor Bank Holiday Monday. A lot of family have lost track of time (as well as having other priorities) and didn't even register his birthday, especially being buried on Easter Sunday. He has some birthday money, but can't go and spend it for goodness knows how long.
He actually really enjoyed the day. He's an easy to please child. He knew it would be low-key so was really chuffed with a cake and a few ballons with his age on. But had he been disappointed, I really couldn't blame a 7 year old for struggling with missing his friends and having a day much like the 20 days before and an indeterminate number of days to follow.
He actually took it much better than an adult relative who had their birthday days before lockdown.
It is what it is, and he's done bloody well with what he's got.