I am a big lover of the play date.
When I first moved to Surrey from South East London I had to make a whole new circle of friends as I had left my NCT group behind. I was lucky though as through our Sure Start Centre I met a lovely group of Mum’s and they introduced me to the way they did play dates and their name – Fizz Fridays.
I mean what could be better, we placed our darling babies on the floor with their friends, gave them lots of toys, they looked around in awe at other little people and we caught up with fellow sleep deprived Mum’s, ate cake and drank fizz.
But something changed…
Our babies started to crawl, then they started to walk and soon after they hit the toddler years which can (quite) often involve fighting over toys, snatching, not wanting to play and demanding our cake!
Play dates as we knew them were gone.
I do still love play dates, however the vision of them in my head is very different to the reality.
You may have seen that this week I hosted a play date. I knew that it wouldn’t be easy hosting and juggling two but it was harder than I thought!
Here is what happened:
- I made scones and attempted to film a vlog. The slight problem was that Amelie decided not to nap, bounced in her cot, hit her chin then cried so much she woke Evie. With half an hour before four mum’s, four toddlers and two babies appeared I had no baked scones (and no emergency biscuits), one tired toddler and one very tired baby
- When everyone arrived Amelie decided she didn’t want to play with anyone and would only be carried. I think I made one person a drink – I only realised I didn’t offer the last guest a drink until that evening (sorry Hannah)!!
- Everyone wanted to play with one toy. Inside it was the tractor and outside the trampoline. Cue Mummy police / UN negotiators trying to teach sharing and equal goes with said toys
- Evie was totally beside herself but I couldn’t hold her as Amelie was in my arms so she got passed round every willing Mummy there (until thank goodness my Mum came)
- The toddlers ate nearly all of the scones I had eventually managed to cook, leaving crumbs for us
- When Evie finally calmed down for some food, she did the biggest, the worst, outfit destroying poo I have ever witnessed
- Whilst this drama was happening Amelie found mini egg cakes and demolished two of them, which led to her not eating any dinner later
But for all of that…
- I managed to talk to everyone and work out what they were doing for the weekend
- When Amelie finally warmed up she did have fun in the garden and even shared her high chair with her little friend when they ate their scones
- I managed to bake for a play date!!
- I had a glass of fizz
So although play dates have changed since those baby days I still had a wonderful afternoon and wouldn’t change the craziness! It’s so nice that our children have the opportunity to have these playdates and interact with their friends at home – it’s good for them to learn how to share and to learn how to play with each other so for the frazzled state I was in at the end, it was worth it.
Do you find play dates stressful? What do you find are good play date activities?