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There’s also a fountain by which moms congregate.

So back we headed to the fountain.


“The ducks look cold,” I offered.

at November 26, 2008 Labels: Tiffany rocks 
Ugh. Maybe you can accidentally knock one of them into the fountain. Bet you'd get some good conversation then!

November 26, 2008 at 10:16 PM 
Oh I can so relate! I remember the first time I took Kate to the playground... :) All the "usuals" sitting together nestling their babies like they were posing for a Parenting magazine...

Since I'm new to town now, I'm on the rim again--my issue... Kate just walks up to the group and says, "Wanna play." Oh to be 3 again...

November 27, 2008 at 2:07 AM 
Yep. It's hard making new friends when one moves. I liked about one Mom in forty. I liked THAT Mom and her parenting style in one in four hundred. And the Mom, Dad and kids all liking each other? That happens about one in forty thousand. BUT I moved six times in ten years...three countries, six house, three kids...and it DID happen. Finally. Every time. Keep the faith! :)

November 27, 2008 at 9:36 AM 
I totally know how you feel. Somehow I expected to be part of the 'cool moms' just because I had a kid - I have no idea WHY, I've never been part of the 'cool' anything, nor would I want to be. Especially if it means I have to do 'stroller yoga'.

November 27, 2008 at 12:09 PM 
Oh, the memories of exactly this sort of thing in the playground, in the schoolyard - double triple UGH. I am so grateful that my kids are older.

I wish you lived near me! We would totally be friends, I know. Deb, Nicole and Leanne, same thing. I'll help Deb accidentally knock the yoga moms into the pond.

November 27, 2008 at 2:36 PM Small Town Mommy said...

Don't tell, but I share the same contempt for Connecticut. I was dragged here, kicking and screaming, by my husband. There was an article a few years ago in the NY Times that Connecticut is less friendly than most of the rest of the country.

By the way, being in with the "cool" moms is overrated. I was part of that group for a while and I hated it.

November 27, 2008 at 10:41 PM Renée aka Mekhismom said...

Oh, you never know. Next time you see her maybe she will give you a smile and you can approach again. Or not. Didn't know that you were in CT. Hmm. Interesting.

November 28, 2008 at 3:19 AM 
I dunno...She sounds kinda cool. Maybe that was her edgy, post-modern way of saying, "Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends...?"

November 28, 2008 at 10:50 AM 
Maybe next time I see her I'll have a better pick-up line...

November 28, 2008 at 11:08 AM 

Maybe she just didn't take her meds that day...

November 29, 2008 at 4:39 PM 
Your new friend with the "smokin' hot rack" deserves a second chance. I'm sure Mr. Mullet would agree. Invite her over for tea right after work.

November 29, 2008 at 10:13 PM Temple said...

I'd give anyone a second chance that travels with Cheetos...straight from the bag! Oh, and curses in an appropriate context...more bonus points.

November 29, 2008 at 10:25 PM 
I'm always doing the same bumbling "will you be my friend" act too. It's hard to meet mom friends, especially with a sense of humor about parenting. I think making mom friends is harder than dating was..Good luck.....

December 1, 2008 at 12:18 AM