I had my first playdate today with friends from preschool. It was two moms I've had my eye on since the first week of school, and Emma adores their girls. The moms and I chat when we drop the kids off, but it's just idle chitchat. At the family picnic they shared a blanket, and we tried to sidle up next to them, but Grant took off crawling in the other direction. I wave and smile when I can.
Then on Thursday, one of the moms mentions her daughter talks about Emma all the time, and she wondered if we wanted to get together this Saturday and go to the outdoor mall in town and check out the Christmas lights. I try not to look too excited as I write down her phone number and tell her we'd love too. I think about what I'm going to wear, and if I should pack snacks. I wonder how the morning is going to play out, I mean I'm no stranger to playdates, but it's been while since I've playdated with new people.
All in all, it was fun. They are way more fly by the seat of their pants than I am so we ended up taking public transportation at the last minute, and they forgot to write down the details of where we were going, and no one had a watch, but I went with the flow, enjoyed the company, and Emma had a blast. She even talked with Santa, from a slight distance, which is HUGE considering when she was 1 we couldn't even push the stroller past Santa without her screaming bloody murder. I didn't pay the $750 for one picture of her and Santa though cause if I'm paying that much for a stinkin picture you better believe Grant is going to be in it too. We got home 3 hours after I told hubs I'd be home, which lead to a grumpy Hubs, but he got over it. I'm looking forward to my next playdate with them, maybe at the zoo. And I'll leave the whole afternoon open, since who knows where we'll end up. I'm driving my car next time though, that's for sure.
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Ever since Grant weaned, it's been a fight to get enough milk into him. The boy takes max 4 sips of milk during a meal, and we don't ever get anywhere near the recommended 12 ozs. of dairy in a day. I mean a person can only eat so much cheese. Today, Grant sucked down his milk in no time flat. The key? Let him hold the cup all by himself. Done.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Like a first date
Posted by ~Melissa~ at 8:52 PM
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