Don't Want To Be A Dud!

My children rarely attend public school, but when they do I try to be a very involved mom. I go to the PTO meetings, help out with picture day, and yes, accept the responsibility of room mother. I mean, how hard could it be, was my thought.


When I asked Abram's teacher if she needed any assistance this year she replied, "Oh yes, we need a room mother." I thought, oh that sounds warm and fuzzy, sign me up. Then I realized that it meant I was in charge of classroom parties. IN CHARGE! Okay, okay, I consoled myself by going back in my memory bank and remembering how my parties were when I was in school. A few cute napkins, cupcakes, and maybe some holiday pencils to pass out, right? WRONG!



I spoke with another "professional room mom" about the job and she elaborated on all the ridiculous expectations for me. She let me know that it was a BIG DEAL! She said that they had to do at least two crafts that were holiday appropriate. The goodies had to be store bought, and there needed to be goody bags for each student. She let me know of the site that would give me all the expensive little treats and off she trotted. I stood there a little dumbfounded, and I may have had some cold sweat on my upper lip as she exited through the school corridor. Every since that eye opening conversation I have been dreeeaaaading the first class party.


Well the notice finally arrived. I sat at the dining room table, pulled out the paraphernalia from Abram's backpack, and there it was; the paper listing the names and numbers of the 21 students. I felt my eyes glaze over. I mean I'm thankful that the mom shared with me the expectations because I wouldn't want to be known as the "dud" room mother, but holy cow the pressure is on. My mind's eye sees the little kids pounding on their desks for a better party and Abram crying in the corner because his mom doesn't know how to entertain 7 year olds properly.

Well, I say let's get this first party over with, and the rest should be smooth sailing, at least I HOPE!