playdates

I am in the mood for a gratitude post, and I have something to write about, so I'm going to go for it. I have been missing the blog a lot, and while I am not ready to commit to anything permanent, I'd like to try and post every week or so. Well, let's just say when the spirit leads.

I am grateful for playdates.

Four years ago, playdates were really momdates. No babies were playing together, only moms talking, commiserating, sharing stories and giving support.

Three years ago, playdates were more about the kids, trying to keep them from hurting each other and taking each others' toys. Letting them be around each other, but mostly, letting the moms get together.

Two years ago, playdates were about letting the older children interact, but still mostly parallel play. Younger children were now along for the ride, and moms talked less and less as they managed the children.

One year ago, playdates were chaotic. Not much talking from the moms, lots of moderating of children.

Today, Dylan had her first drop-off playdate with a girl from her preschool. She had the choice for me and Noah to go with, or for her to go alone. She excitedly chose alone.

So, I dropped her off for two hours today at Isadora's house, and she had a blast. When I got there to pick her up she didn't want to leave. We were already making plans for the next time before she had her shoes on.

On the way home, I asked her what they played. Her reply? "Boat and Having a baby!"