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Party planner to the stars

02.19.08 | movies, parties, pta, school, valentine's day | 4 Comments

I have a confession to make. I’m not a room-mother or a member of the PTA. At least, I usually sign up to be a part of PTA, but then I never follow through. I don’t volunteer. I don’t even make sure that Sally returns her Take-Home Library book every day.

But I’m turning over a new leaf. I’m becoming a model mother. Getting involved so I can say (honestly), No, we don’t homeschool, but we’re completely involved with the kids’ education.

Actually, when I checked the little red heart box indicating I’d be ‘happy to help out with the Valentine’s Day party,’ I kinda hoped that the Don’t You Feel Guilty For Not Volunteering paper would get lost somewhere between our car and Mrs. Machol’s classroom.

Instead, turns out that everyone signed up to ‘help out‘ with the party, and no one to ‘take the lead.’ Which shouldn’t be that surprising. If you don’t even get to ‘be in charge,’ why would you sign up to get all the responsibility and none of the power?

Possibly because she sensed what a great party planner I’d be (or that I was ripe for guilt-induced effort), Mrs. Machol asked me to take the lead.

I did and it was fantastic. Sally thinks I am the best mom ever. The end.follow-me-boys.jpg

Here’s what I learned for next time. You might want to take some notes, especially if you (like me) have irrational (or not so irrational) fears of being like Kurt Russell’s drunk dad in Follow Me Boys.

I’d much rather be Fred MacMurray, the Disney dad/boy scout troup leader extraordinaire. Fred would never be twenty minutes late to an important scout night, dripping melting ice cream on the other parents.

How to not be like Whitey’s drunk dad

1. Don’t put off printing your bingo cards until the night before.
2. Don’t put off buying a new ink cartridge till the night before.
3. Don’t live in a state with sudden bad snowstorms the night before.
4. Do have good friends with printers and ink to go in them.
5. Do befriend over-coordinated room-grandmothers who just happen to pick up awesome supplies (cookies, juice boxes, and fruit snacks) during their monthly Sam’s Club run.
6. Don’t call the other mothers after 9:45 pm unless you know they’re on the way to their 10-4 shift at UPS. And if you do know that, don’t call anyway, because dwelling on the fact that another mom works nights so she can be with her kids during the day and help out with school parties ON PURPOSE will only make you feel greedy, inadequate, and lazy.

All that excruciating preparation minimal planning and moments of blind, staring panic paid off in the sweetest way possible. Mrs. Machol told me it was a great party and probably doesn’t think I’m a delinquent mother anymore.

Sally ran up to hug me during the party. Three times. And introduced me to all her friends. I’m afraid to help out with more parties; at some point, in one year or two, maybe five if I’m lucky, she won’t run up to me like that and she might hope no one guesses we’re related. (Might?) Of course, I could always pull out Follow Me Boys and threaten to bring the ice cream if I don’t get some love.

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