What I like? An afternoon playdate that extends into an invitation for my child to join their children for a bath and dinner. Bonus points for making this invitation on our very first playdate together. And a couple more points for having such a nice husband and dog. It was a really cool dog.
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June 5, 2009 by blue milk
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wait till it extends to a sleepover! thats was always a whoohoo moment for us!
I love doing the bath and dinner thing somewhere else then coming home and just piling them into bed (though a story is usually screwed out of me whatever time it is)