They'll need to learn to love me

We had two preschool events this week. First, we took Jack to see his classroom and meet his teacher and hang out with some of his classmates on Monday.

There were three other moms there who I didn't know and then our good friends (Jack's girlfriend is in his class) were also there. They asked where Emmie was and Josh and I simultaneously replied, "We left her in the car."

The other three moms and the teacher may or may not have audibly gasped and looked at us like we had just killed the class rabbit.

"I'm kidding!" I explained. I told them we left her with her aunt. My friend rolled her eyes and whispered, "Clearly, you're not the funny mommy here."

Which, what the hell? That's my thing. I am the funny mommy! I will make them laugh! They will want to hang out and be BFFs!

Last night, we had a parents-only orientation with the same people, plus a few more. I didn't speak, for fear of alienating anyone. In fact, I communicated with hand signals and charades. You should see my acting out of "potty training" -- it's inspired.

Since our children will be spending the next nine months together, I really hope these people find their senses of humor soon. Or it's going to be a long year for me at the drop off and pick up.