A First (Play) Date

Am I a big dork? I think we all know the answer to that question. If not, read a few more posts .. .. Anyway, this Saturday I have my first playdate. Yes, I guess technically it's Eddie's first playdate, but I get to go. I haven't been on a first date of any kind in, whew- fourteen(!!) years. We joined a group for families with kids from Guatemala, and it turns out a family with a couple boys, one just a few months younger than Eddie, lives really near by. Saturday we are going to meet at a local play place. I'm thrilled! I don't have a ton of Mommy-Friends and none with a boy Eddie's age. When dating meant, well, you know DATING, I loved first dates. I loved getting to know someone, the careful flirting (don't want to act too cold, don't want to come on too strong). I love the newness of it all and the picturing, wondering where it will go. Usually, by the end of a first date, I knew if there was a chance or not. And a first kiss. I've already done a post on that (here), and see the movie 50 First Dates for further info. This date, obviously is different, or at least, for a different purpose, but I feel the same anticipation: Will they like us? What should I wear? What should Eddie wear? How friendly should I be? Don't want to come off like a lunatic (so, let's hope they don't read this post), but don't want to seem snobby. Should I invite them to lunch after? What if I don't like them? Oh - the thrill of it all!! Don't worry, I don't plan to kiss anyone.