So what do you do when you have a little kid over for a playdate and he turns out to be an absolute rascal?
A rascal as in causing physical harm to various portions of the house and nearly to one’s own son. This kid broke Kenny’s basketball hoop by knocking it over and jumping on it, pulled a lawn light out of the ground, and “accidentally” pushed Kenny off a three foot high bar-stool. He ran through the house slamming doors and throwing blocks and other toys at the wall. All in all you can tell that he was desperately in need of some serious parental attention.
The mom and I are neighbors and acquaintances and thought that since our boys were a little under a year apart, it would be fun to get them together and have some time to get to know each other better. All I got to know was that she’s never read anything by James Dobson or John Rosemont… Kenny was a little bewildered and kept trying to play nicely, but you could tell that he was starting to wish that the other little guy would take a hike. Mercifully the playdate was only an hour long, but both Kenny and I were a little shell-shocked by the end.
So my question for you all is… what do you do when a playdate goes awry? Anyone out there have any experiences they are itching to share? Go on- it’s easier on someone else’s blog….