Now that Emma is going back to preschool, I thought I'd make things easier on all of us (mainly me) by inviting some of her friends out for play dates. In the hopes that when she goes back next week she'll at least be comfortable around a few kids.
Well my friends, this play date stuff sucks! There's just no other way of describing it. It's just like dating all over again!
Step One-The Call: You leave the same super long message on a machine hoping for a quick call back. The hours pass, and no call. You silently begin to feal rejection. Maybe I came on too strong. You start to doubt yourself, are other moms out there cooler? Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Finally (it's really the next day, but it felt like forever), a call back.
Step Two-The Meeting: You discuss all the possibilities. My place or yours? We decide on neutral territory, a local park. The big day arrives. You pack snacks for all (want to be generous), fix everyones hair (want to look presentable), and wipe everyones snots (one last look in the rear view for any bats in the cave). You have your husband promise to call exactly 30 minutes into the date so that if things aren't going well you can fake an emergency and leave. He never calls, your stuck there for the rest of the eve.
Step Three-Get Acquainted: Next thing you know, the kids all run off to climb the jungle gym leaving you and this "new" mom no choice but to talk. This is no small task, especially if you land one from another planet. You have nothing in common. The awkward silence is broken when she asks if you like your current cleaning lady. How the hell am I supposed to answer that? I AM THE CLEANING LADY!
Step Four-The Big Decision: The date is over. Do you take it to the next level? Invite them over or just call it quits and search for someone else?
There's got to be an easier way.