With a couple of crazy Jesus types and their tots.
This went about as well as you can imagine. I tried, oh LORD how I tried, to keep conversation natural, apolitical, and irreligious.
Those Jesus mamas, all Texan housewives with their Chicago lawyer husbands... oh man, it was rough.
I'd write about it on my mommy blog, but they READ it! And I do want to try to play nice and all. Because I don't know any kids my kids' age, and I want them to make friends.
I might have to let that go though. I fucking hate other mothers. For the most part, anyway. Really- let's all ask the mom with the twins if she loves one kid more than the other. Sounds like a good way to kill an afternoon.
For real. I've met up with one of these ladies once before, so I'll give this group a third chance. But I'm not optimistic. Really, really, not optimistic.
That is all.