Had a play date today. You know the ones where you decide to host silly amounts of kids from your school so that your kids, and the parents, can actually meet. Thing is, you can’t decide where the cut off point is without offending people, and you don’t want to be rude, so it gets out of control kinda play date!!
Well, I stupidly hosted one of them today. Disaster! No, it wasn’t the kids, they were all actually ok, but the MOMS! Never again. What happened to being polite and grateful. I was running around making teas, coffees, decafs, (no instant, can’t drink that) skimmed, semi skimmed I was busier than Costa. Then came tea-time I did two choices, cheesy pasta and home made chicken nuggets with home made wedges.
Ah little Jonny doesn’t eat pasta and doesn’t like chicken.
Ah little Ava only likes orange cheese.
Do you have any pink cutlery?
Do you have anything besides Apple or Orange Juice?
Where do you keep this? Where do you keep that?
Do you have a spare high chair (for a 3 year old??)
Could I get another cuppa when you have a min.
Bugger that! I’ll make my own friends and the kids can play with their kids regardless.
Off to make myself a cuppa, a cuppa gin!