What is it about "Play Dates" that make me cringe? Why can't I embrace them like so many other moms do?
I know part of my current problem is that I work full time, and after finally leaving the office for the day, the very last thing I want is for extra kids to come home with me. Heck, I have a hard time taking my OWN kids home with me.
And yet, no matter how much I whine about it, I'm continually bombarded by my girls who insist on begging for play dates with their friends.
Now sometimes the girls are invited to go to their friend's houses after school, and THAT works out pretty well, since they'd normally have to hang out for an hour anyway. This way, when I'm ready to leave, I just swing by the PDL (play date location), collect my offspring and head home. It's almost like it never even happened.
EXCEPT for the fact that that it DID happen and NOW I OWE THAT MOM A PLAY DATE AT MY HOUSE!!
Even if the mom doesn't expect a play date at my house in return, I walk around under this cloud of guilt. I mean, how many times can I, in good conscience, send my daughters off with other mothers, knowing that even the thought of reciprocating sends my blood pressure into orbit?!
I know some of you out there absolutely love having your house be THE house that all the kids want to hang out at, and I can see, sort of, why that would be appealing. Okay, no I can't. You people are psycho. But here's the deal ... God didn't give me the gift of hospitality. I wish He had, but just ask my husband ... nothing stresses me out more than having people over.
So why am I confessing all of this? I guess so that all of you who've never been invited over to my home will gain some kind of understanding, and that those of you who have been invited over will feel extra blessed! Or something like that.