Entry FeedLast week we had some fantastic news... The Play-date from Hell people have moved OUT OF PROVINCE!
Son Two is thrilled. He still refers to that neighbour (now, thankfully, ex-neighbour) as the kid who bit me. Husband thought I was harsh by not agreeing to any more play dates. He even said that it was unfriendly Torontonians like me who were probably part of the reason why they moved. If only...
At least I won't have to rush past their home anymore, lest someone come out and try to talk to me. Is that terrible?