Mom w/ Kids Seeking Other Mom's w/ Kids - Must Have Sense Of Humor and be a Social Drinker

I have been out of the dating scene for quite sometime now - and never again expected to feel nervous about being asked out, or feeling pressured to accept an offer of a date, or having to remember the protocols of dating, and all of that total bullshit. I swear... since my girls started preschool, I've been thrown right back into the dating world. Except this time around it's WAAAYY worse. Now I all think about is did I not smile enough? Was I not funny enough? Was it because I had on a jogging suit and mismatched flip flops? Why didn't that mom ask me out?!?!?! What the hell is wrong with me? I totally thought I impressed her!!

Since my girls have started school, they've made a bazillion friends, and I've met all of those kids moms. Some I want to ask out and some I just don't. Some I hope will ask ME out, and some I hope stay the hell away from me and my kids because their kid totally knocked down my kid on the playground last year. I hope most of the Mom's at our school don't feel that same way, because Grace's behavior alone, would knock me out of the preschool play dating pool.

I've been asked out by moms who are way cool... and like me, are more interested in how delicious their pumpkin spice latte is, or play dates in the shoe department at Target, rather than loosing sleep at night because their Little Darling didn't progress from Parallel Play to Associative Play by they were 9 months old, and what kind of future will that bring?!? OHGASP!THEHORROR! For serious. Those Mom's are out there... and they are WAY SCARY.

When my girls were younger, I could lie and make some excuse about how we can't get together on the same day, or one of my girls was sick, and we couldn't make it to a play date... blah blah blah. But now, Ava's almost 5 and the kids this age are completely relentless about bugging us mom's to death about getting them and their little friends together. Half of the kids in Ava's class ask me on a daily basis to come over, or if they can have her over. And I usually shrug and do the motherly thing, lie through my teeth with a major fake smile, and say "Sure sweetie! I'll talk to your Mommy about it!" Umm, not so much.

I got asked out this morning, and I'm totally accepting. Ava loves this mom's daughter, and Grace loves her son. The kids will have a great time together and me and the mom can sip our hot Starbucks pumpkin spices and talk about shit we just bought at Target but didn't really need discuss pre-K curriculum and new methods of stimulating a young brain to achieve success at every level in life. Score!