May 12, 2006
She wished to have a playdate with friend A. She called friend A, I'm told, spoke to the mother, took our home calendar down, and proposed a free date to friend's mother. Mother said she'd call her back. The Girl Child did not wait patiently and at 5 minute intervals proposed calling back. I demurred. So, flushed with the joy of success from her first solo phone venture, she requested a playdate with friend B. I consented and handed her the phone. This time I got to listen and even take part.
Girl Child: Hello, this is Girl Child. I'm calling to arrange a play date with Friend. I'm free on Friday, is that good for her? [pause] Ok, I'll put my father on.[Now, just so you know, I really like this woman]
Mother: Hi, she did that so nicely but Friday's not going to work, how about next week?
Me: That would be fine. Yeah, I was really pleased with her phone manners, actually.
Mother: How's your wife?
Me: My wife? She's a good wife. No, really. I mean, no, she's a really good wife. Why? What have you heard? What are people saying?
[silence]
Mother: I meant, I mean, didn't she just have a baby?
Me: Oh yeah. That. Yeah, she's a little whiny but otherwise doing great. Thanks for asking!
See why my daughter wants to cut me out of the play date making process?
I'm going to be such an embarrassment to her when she's older. No question about it.
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