I Let My 32-Year-Old Son Use My House for His Wild Birthday Party and Nearly Destroyed It ==== When my thirty-two-year-old son, Jason, asked to host his birthday party at my house, I didn’t hesitate. “Of course, honey,” I said. “You know you’re always welcome here.” He’d been renting a small apartment downtown, and with the number of friends he mentioned inviting, I understood why he thought my backyard would be more comfortable. I imagined a quiet evening, a few drinks, some laughter, a barbecu