Secrets of the Universe Revealed


Why didn’t anyone tell me about this glorious concept? You just get another kid from somewhere and then that kid plays with your kid. Like, for a long time. Doing things you long ago wished you were rather gouging your eyes out with spoons than doing.

While you do whatever you want. I know! I’m still reeling from the experience.

And here is the KICKER:

Next time, your kid goes to the other kid’s house. And you go do whatever the hell you want! Like sit still! And not talk! Or maybe turn on the TV, GIVE CLIFFORD THE BIG ASS RED DOG THE MIDDLE FINGER and then watch a grown up show! Like reruns of ANTM! Or Beauty and the Geek!

My world is now a better place. Thank you, The Playdate.


1 Don Mills Diva { 12.09.07 at 11:41 pm }

You crack me up. I can’t wait until Graham is old enough for play dates.

2 Ginnymom { 12.10.07 at 7:45 pm }

Speaking of play dates, I’ve heard it said that “one boy is a boy, two boys is half a boy and three boys is hardly any boy at all.”

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