The home schooling group got rained out of the park. So I posted on the meetup, "Why doesn't everyone come over here?" There were 8? 9? families most of them with two kids. Some with three and some with one kid so it balanced out to about two kids each.
It was loud. It was insane. It was hella messy. It was so fun. The kids were running back and forth as fast as they could. There was so much laughing.
And the moms sat around and talked about how they are dealing with PTSD. (Ok, not all the moms--but there was a conversation in the kitchen with a couple of us.) And when I swore people expressed shock and horror but uhm mostly ignored it.
That's the best it is going to get, right?
I kind of had trouble focusing on any conversation for more than a couple of minutes--but there was a lot going on.
It was really nice. No major injuries. No one got seriously in trouble.
Having a whole pack of kids over feels so nice. They were here for 4.5 hours. I'm so tired. And I have to hurry up and get ready for therapy tonight. At least I'm not as morose as I was yesterday.