Cold Pizza

Strangely enough this is not a post about my college days but about my 3 year old daughter.

She is on her first "big girl" playdate today. You know the kind where I haven't known the mother since I was 3 or I'm not there with her. A girl at school wanted her to come play. The mother seems nice and we have many mutual friends so I sent her. She is going home from school with her friend and I'm going to get her in a little while.

I'm so nervous I could throw up. Instead I ate cold pizza. Go figure.