How well do you know your kid's friend's parent? How well do you have to know them before sending your child over for an afternoon playdate? Does the need for alone time outweigh scouring the police blotters and sexual offender database?
I'm wondering about the playdate vetting process. When the kids were younger, playdates were simpler. We went everywhere together. Let's face it. Who else (except my Mom) would gladly change their smelly diapers? Plus, I was craving the adult conversation. But, now that Madan's five, things are different. I don't need to go along. I want my alone time to troll around Facebook, looking for ex-boyfriends, uninterrupted. Plus, he can wipe his own ass. Well, sort of, I guess.
My rule of thumb is now this: As long as I've met the mother a few times, know the minivan's make/model plus three letters off the license plate and have ensured she has a residence via http://www.whitepages.com/, I guess I'm comfortable sending him off for a few hours. So far, so good. But, is that good enough?
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Similar to the new babysitter situation. I always feel a little guilty when coming back home after leaving the kids with a new sitter and I have to ask her what her last name is so I can write her a check.
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