A mom we know, who had a son in Miss M’s class this year, offered to take Miss M for a few hours so I could get things done. Because really, I don’t get a whole lot done between 7 am and 7 pm that can’t be done on the computer–even phone calls have the potential to get totally ruined by my screaming “NO MORE JUMPING!” at regular intervals.
Of course, I still had AM, but I figured I would work around that. What I did NOT figure on was that AM would be a seething pit of rage this morning due to Miss M’s playdate. To be honest, it is a rare get together that doesn’t include them both. Many, many of her 5 year old friends have 3 year old (approximately) siblings, so the parents get together and throw all the kids at the toys and attempt to have a conversation. (This works best at the playground.) Miss M and AM get along quite well, usually, so when she has a friend over it becomes three-way play.
But there were 5 year old twins awaiting Miss M. Their younger sibling is a 1 year old, who was otherwise occupied. There was really no place for AM, particularly because these are not our closest friends. Poor guy was just sad and jealous and in a snit.
So instead of spending the time packing or organizing? We had an outing to a special park (read: not the backyard) and then pizza for lunch. But I did get to make an important phone call, write two vital emails, and write two checks. Go me!