Navigating the whole playdate thing
Jan. 7th, 2009 07:57 pmIf I ever get to travel back in time to meet the person that invented playdates, I'll have a few things to say to them.
It's like dating, but for me, the stakes are much higher. Anytime my kids are involved the stakes are really high. I've always been terrible at dating. Rules? Pffffttt... If I liked someone, I let them know. If I didn't like them, I let them know. I wanted to call someone, I called. If someone that I liked called me, I would pick up the damn phone and talk to them.
Thankfully, I met J, and he wasn't into head games either, so it was a good fit. The problem is that we're both woefully unprepared for the world of playdates. We're moving into the uncharted territory of our children wanting to pursue friendships with children whose parents are not friends of ours, and who will probably never be more than casual acquaintances. I'm pushing down my general discomfort with this, and trying to understand this bewildering world of playdates, and I don't want to do things wrong and mess things up for my kids. I'm learning that it's very measured. We have to take turns, apparently - our house, their house, our house, their house. The whole thing makes me feel really creeped out. How soon do I call after a visit. If there is a great connectionn with the kids, I want to help keep it rolling, but we don't want to be an overeager family? It's so weird.
I'm glad to have the opportunity to know a lot about my children's friends, but I don't want to be their social convenor forever.
There are kids in our neighbourhood, but we don't see them at the park in the summer. I know they're around, I've seen them getting out of their parents car, but I don't know where they play. They've never been over. We've never been over. We don't even know their names. They don't know ours. My kids don't have a best friend that lives down the street. When did life get like this?

It's like dating, but for me, the stakes are much higher. Anytime my kids are involved the stakes are really high. I've always been terrible at dating. Rules? Pffffttt... If I liked someone, I let them know. If I didn't like them, I let them know. I wanted to call someone, I called. If someone that I liked called me, I would pick up the damn phone and talk to them.
Thankfully, I met J, and he wasn't into head games either, so it was a good fit. The problem is that we're both woefully unprepared for the world of playdates. We're moving into the uncharted territory of our children wanting to pursue friendships with children whose parents are not friends of ours, and who will probably never be more than casual acquaintances. I'm pushing down my general discomfort with this, and trying to understand this bewildering world of playdates, and I don't want to do things wrong and mess things up for my kids. I'm learning that it's very measured. We have to take turns, apparently - our house, their house, our house, their house. The whole thing makes me feel really creeped out. How soon do I call after a visit. If there is a great connectionn with the kids, I want to help keep it rolling, but we don't want to be an overeager family? It's so weird.
I'm glad to have the opportunity to know a lot about my children's friends, but I don't want to be their social convenor forever.
There are kids in our neighbourhood, but we don't see them at the park in the summer. I know they're around, I've seen them getting out of their parents car, but I don't know where they play. They've never been over. We've never been over. We don't even know their names. They don't know ours. My kids don't have a best friend that lives down the street. When did life get like this?
