Play Date Release Forms are now a thing.
This means that if the Haywards invite our tiny humans to play with their tiny humans at their house that we, the parents, have to sign a legal waiver absolving them of anything that may occur on such a date.
If anyone anywhere says “why do you bring your kid over and…” I’m already out the door, fastening car seats.
Why would I sue someone if my kids fell off their swing set? My dad would have said “rub some dirt on it and get back out there.” End of discussion.
What an utterly ridiculous thing this is. Release forms. No doubt an invention of some idiot on The Real Housewives of Who Cares. Go buy a nonfat iced latte and enjoy your spawn’s $10,000 carnival party. My kids will be staying home, being kids.
But, we’re still on for this weekend, right?