Tonight all the moms from our playgroup got together to hit the town. We all piled into Jodi’s minivan, and headed for the Big City. Well, to a suburb outside the Big City. But we were out of town, right?
I’m a little embarrassed to acknowledge what we did on our night out, because it generally is followed by a blank stare and someone’s mouth hanging in the “Huh?” position. First, we went to dinner, which is fairly respectable. And I even drank a whole margarita, which, considering I’ve been pregnant or breastfeeding for the last 1.5 years, it’s really like I drank three or four drinks.
And the we went to…are you ready? The teacher’s supply store.
It’s not as lame as it sounds. Really.
When the bulk of your time is spent entertaining children under five, suddenly the things you wish to acquire make a dramatic shift. Items that take up little space but can occupy children for hours on end? That is gold, my friends.
So there we were, seven moms walking up and down the aisles of the teacher’s supply store, slackjawed, mumbling things like, “Did you see that root vegetable growing kit? Dude, that could occupy at least fifteen minutes a day for, like, weeks! Aisle six!”
Okay, maybe it’s lame, but I embrace the lameness and I’m sure we will find something just as lame to do next month and it will be awesome because we will all be together and no one is tugging on us or spitting up and we’ll be able to talk in full sentences.
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I was taking a quiz on facebook, and one of the questions was “what are you plans for Friday?” and I answered “Playgroup and coffee.”, then thought “oh, I think they meant friday night……..”