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Are you Asking Me for a Date or VBS Playdate???

So, this funny story comes about in a different way. This was a couple years ago, my boys were attending VBS at a local church for the week. At pickup daily i would wait in the lobby for the boys to be released.  I'll be honest i noticed a dad noticing me, i quickly realized i recognized him.  As i pieced the puzzle together his sons had been in pre school with my son.  It wasn't until the final day when he approached me and made small talk.  He mentioned maybe getting the boys together for a play-date.  I said sure, have their mom contact me.  He then informed me they were now divorced and he had the boys for the next week.  I said sure, if you want to get the boys together give me a call.  That weekend we arranged for a park play-date.  I said i would bring pizza for this kids since it was around 5pm.  (i'm a stickler for a dinner schedule) I arrive and mins later he also arrived.  The boys and even the neighbor girl i brought along to play enjoyed dinner.  
This is where it got weird.  He pulled out a bottle of wine... Yes, a bottle of wine.  I'm sorry, is this a date or a play-date?  We made small talk and after a couple hours of the kids playing we parted way.  I wasn't really sure what just happened but i went with it. Over the next week or so i heard from him a couple times but didn't really think much about it.
This is when it got even weirder... About 3 weeks later on a Wednesday afternoon, i had a house full of kids (7, yep 7 kiddos) They were running around just being kids.  That's when the phone rang. The number came up as blocked caller.  The first time i didn't answer it.  The second time i thought to myself this is strange, i better answer it. I picked up the phone and on the other end was a women's voice.  I could tell she was upset.  She went on to apologize that she was making this phone call.  I really just wanted her to get on with her reason for calling.  That's when she began to sob, i felt awful what was going on?  She asked how i knew (we'll just call him Bob) Bob.  I said well, our kids knew each other from pre-school and they reconnected at VBS.  She went on to ask me tons of questions about if i was dating Bob and how many times we saw each other.  I attempted to calm her down assuring her i had no intentions but for our children to have a play-date.  I hung up the phone and thought to myself... What just happened.
That's when i reached out to Bob and informed him what just happened.  I asked him how she got my number.  He said that she had been looking at his phone and saw a new women's number and just assumed something was going on.  I kindly asked him to leave me out of his drama. He asked if he could call to apologize.  He did, and told me she was very insecure... i thought to myself, you really were a dirt bag because you clearly had other intentions...so own it.  
I always say... Women are only as crazy as you make us.  But on a side note i was recently told i'm the best combination of beauty and sanity out there. Happy Friday!

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