Playing with the preschool moms

Tonight, I am getting some time out with a few moms from Lil E's preschool class. We're using this very cool literacy fundraiser event through the organization Open Books as an excuse opportunity to get together, have a few drinks and dish about kids and (ex)husbands and whatever else spills out after a few cocktails.

As you may recall or may have conveniently blocked out as I once hoped to, I have sort of a rocky track record with the other mothers in preschool. As much as I loved Lil E's old co-op, a band of mamas there were not so happy to find the old blog and then to read that I referenced events that took place there in a not-so-reverent manner. I personally thought my posts were hilarious (hey, someone's got to keep that fantasy breathing) and even if it was a Christian establishment, that Jesus would be just fine with a little eye-rolling. Regardless, we've moved on from that co-op (which did, for the record, serve as a bright and happy and safe and wonderful place to begin the preschool journey) and the neighborhood and no longer have to endure the uncomfortable, forced smiles from the parents who believe I am doing Satan's work by putting up pictures of my child and saying the word "fuck" all within inches of white space on the screen.  To that transition, I can only say "Hallelujah!"

Now, Lil E's at a new preschool that is the perfect fit for our family, and is a place where I am just as thrilled to get to know new moms as he is playing and learning with his new friends. So tonight, I will do a bit of that, hanging with some women who I've already laughed with, shared professional resources with, and am talking about a nanny share with this summer. I'm excited.

And might just hold off telling them about my blog.

Comments

[furiousBall]

i think that you are doing it right, kids need to see us as we really are (within reason)