So, an hour and a half into our PlayDate excursion, I learned I could buy socks thus breaking my "no enter" spell and letting me go play with the boys. For the low cost of $2.25, I was IN and when I got to climb, slide, swing, and try to squeeze through foam structures built for the under 8 crowd, PlayDate turned a lot more fun. It was packed, still, a side effect of Seattle's rain driving people who want to play indoors, and the center sitting area was filled with parents hanging out while their kids climbed and some cried. But when I got to get in on the play-party, it become way more fun. And, PlayDate turned out to be a great workout - by the end of the afternoon after jumping through hoops and running up tilted mats, I was sweating, smiling, and playing dragon with the boys. I also got to learn a lot about "kids these days". While Wilson and I tried to shimmy down a slide, two "older" (maybe 8) girls, were going up the slide talking about boys. Heart stopped - I'm not ready for boyfriend/girlfriend talk on the playground. The other kids, though, bantered more on the layout of the structure, the yummy ($6) hot dogs, and the line for water.