When we were at the park after school on Wednesday, I got a chance to push Max's two friends and Max on the swings. They were having a riot and kept asking to go higher than the other. I decided it was time for the play-date. I asked them if they would be interested in coming over on Friday, and Jack and Caleb kept asking, "Is tomorrow Friday?" and, "Do you have a backyard?"
It was hard to wait, but Friday finally came. After dropping Lucy off at the bus-stop. The 4 boys and I walked home. It was way too exciting.
We played in the basement with toys (well, they played...I worked out). Then, they coloured for a while. They soon moved upstairs to Max's room to play. There were a few tears when a few of the boys were brave enough to climb up on the bunk-bed...but not all were.



There were tears again when they got hungry. So we headed downstairs for a snack.
Then it was time to clean-up. We got coats and mittens on and headed back down the street to meet up with their day-home mom and to go to the park for a bit.
It was freezing. And the boys were kind of at their limit, but all-in-all I think the play-date was a success. It was great. I'm sure that will be happening again soon. I'm so excited that Max has his own friends. And they're good kids.
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