At my son's preschool, each family is responsible for providing snacks for the classroom two weeks per year. Why the kids need a snack during a 2 1/2 hour session when they just ate breakfast and will eat lunch during the 2 1/2 hours is beyond me. State law, I would guess. And let me add, that from experience I know, most of the kids don't eat the snacks anyway.
So on Monday night, I glanced at Tuesday's calendar, and oh crap, it's our turn to bring snacks. So I grabbed a box of Honey Graham Sticks out of the pantry. Done.
This morning, I walked into the school armed with another box of crackers. When I notice the woman in front of me carrying a see through bag with no less than 6 tupperware containers full of snacks for her kid's classroom. Showoff.
We all know a couple of these overachiever "super mom" types. But damn, did you have to pick the same snack week as me? And did you have to rub my face in it by walking in right in front of me?
And of course, after class, when it came time for her to carry home 6 tupperware containers full of mostly uneaten food, which is now crawling with germs from 20 kids' nose picking fingers, she was no where to be found. As for my box of crackers. Gone.
Take that, super mom!
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