...or am I just turning into Victor Meldrew in my old age?
I'm not a killjoy. I like fun. But I feel like the older I get the less I can cope with small kids, particularly other peoples'. My older 2 dcs - 7 and 9 - well I can handle their friends in the house to an extent although I need to be psyched up a bit first. They are mostly "well-trained" and listen to me and don't trash stuff.
But my youngest's friends, OMG. I don't know if it's the age (4 almost 5) or if we've managed to make friends with the naughtiest children in the area, but every time one of them comes over (often with the mum), stuff is broken, they are rude to me, they go in my bedroom and in cupboards and there is food and spilt drinks all over the house.
This is despite me trying to enforce my house rules of food only at the table, don't go in certain rooms etc, never an easy task with the other mum present. I'm getting a bit of a wicked witch reputation, it has been half-jokingly mentioned.
Have I just gone over the hill as far as little ones are concerned? Or should playdates really not be this much hassle?