I am feeling ever so slightly excited about the fact that I think I have made a new friend, who I hope will be a really good friend eventually.
Their family is new to the school and her eldest is in the same class as my dc1, they seem to have really hit it off since term started. I invited her dc1 back to tea (and of course her and the two younger children, she didn't really know me from Adam apart from hurried conversations at school gates and quick chats at toddler group on occasional Fridays) and she was absolutely lovely, as are her children, and I really hope that we can become friends.
But I am really, well giddy with excitement is the only way to describe it! It's a bit juvenile isn't it 
, when they left I had to stop myself saying "no please stay longer sod the kids bedtimes and school tomorrow or the fact that we both have other things on this evening and let's open the wine"
Good gracious I sound like a stalker dont I? The odd thing is I have lots of lovely friends already and whilst this might sound rather snooty- it not meant to be- I really didn't think I had time for any more. I wasn't yearning for something else in friendship terms. But I so hope she thought I could be a friend too!
Ps I am not 13.