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Thank God for mama friends

We just got home from a play date!
The kids were completely wore out... Which means a rare moment of quiet for me. 
At first, it felt like I was a kid in a candy store.. how do I spend these precious minutes?!  Laundry?  Dishes?  Nap? Knitting?  Catch up on my DVR? Sit in a semi-vegetative state and just stare?
So... I'm recording our morning!
JP and I were talking about it all morning.  He's in a *ahem* unique place right now.  We have been struggling with listening and not throwing fits when he doesn't like what I have to say.  So...he's a 4 year old. What do you do...?
He actually did really well... no fits to speak of.
He did, however, throw a cup of pool water at me... from the back.
I tensed up, falling into the "furious apology" mindset.  Then I looked at the other women, 3 other moms who have kids at JP's school, and they all continued to chat, gloriously ignoring the fact that I was completely mortified.
I relaxed.  This is what it's like to have friends that have preschool aged kids.  No judgment of your parenting skills when your little person decides to do his own thing.  No distasteful looks, just knowing smiles and fun conversation.
I can't express how excellent it was to just hang out and not feel the need to internally freak every time my kids did anything short of perfect.
I can't thank those ladies enough...  It's exactly what I needed!

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