You're not going to believe it!
I've become so freakin' homemaker-ish!
I actually had Luke help me bake three loaves of pumpkin bread this week. Luke loves that stuff, so he loves to help cook it. I also promised him (without confirming) that it would help him earn a scout belt loop. (Apparently, cooking is not a skill awarded with a belt loop in scouts, so I'm going to have to figure out some other way to reward his hard work.)
Anyway, we had three loaves and I decided to send some to the kids' teachers. That's right, I just moved up in the rankings at school with the kids' teachers. I'm a freakin' genius!
So, on Tuesday I sent the kids to school with these clever little packages for their teachers. I rock!
In bigger news, I also (and this is HUGE!) signed up to be . . .
wait for it . . .
wait for it . . .
Oh, yeah baby! I totally fell victim to the pleading letters from the PTA that said Luke's class still didn't have a homeroom mom. As you may have read here, I really love the idea of being a homeroom mom, but my career and lifestyle pretty much prohibit it. I mean, it's not like I've been ordered to stay 50 feet away from all schools and playgrounds, but seriously, it is most likely that your kids' first experience with a tipsy adult will take place in my presence. I'm just sayin'.
Nonetheless, I answered the call! I stepped up to the plate! I'm taking the bull by the horns! (And any other phrases you want to use to describe it.) I'm officially a homeroom mom!
Now the genius part about this is that I'm sharing this honor (by chance) with one of my friends who is also a working mom (actually owns her own business - flippin' rock star that she is!). So, the pressure is off. I have a partner in crime! Plus, I can't wait to spy on Luke and his friends in class. How lucky am I? -- Totally lucky, very blessed, and mostly crazy.