I had thrown the flyer away. No matter. Of course I was going to be there. As if there were anything else going on on this planet that could keep me away! So, I didn’t need to mark it on the calendar. I would be there. I promised.
And then I wasn’t.
I wasn’t there. Not because I decided that watching Yo Gabba Gabba reruns then heading out to buy toilet paper was more important. But because I didn’t write it down. No, I didn’t even look at the date. Why would I? Wouldn’t most mom’s assume that the Parent/Student Thanksgiving Lunch at the Elementary School would be the last day before Thanksgiving break?
And when a teacher (and fellow mom) called me so that over the phone I could help quiet my squalling twins…..well…..I wanted to cry right along with them. I FAILED MY BABIES IN THEIR HOUR OF NEED! Okay, so it was really only 30 minutes of need. And probably not life altering need. But it sure felt that way to their fragile Kindergarten minds and my aching heart.
I was attacked as my doors were ripped open in the carpool line. “Mom! Where were you? You missed the Thanksgiving Feast!”
As if we hadn’t already pointed that out on the phone earlier. And now the teachers were there to glare at this horribly neglectful poor excuse for a stay-at-home-mom! And wouldn’t you know…..”Everybody else’s mom was there!” All of their friend’s moms, the bad kid who goes to the Principal’s office 3 times a day’s mom, and even the glue eating homely kid with mismatched holey shoes and a mullet’s mom!
But not their Mom!
I think I was demoted 12 rungs on the PTO sorority ladder that day. Maybe it was my imagination, but the twins had made sure every parent in the cafeteria that day knew that their sorry Momma missed Thanksgiving. And…”No! She doesn’t work!,” the twins added when one other Mom made a last ditch effort to offer me an excuse.
Never mind that the next week I baked 44 homemade cupcakes for their birthday. 22 per classroom since they are separated. I even added cool little skateboards and star shaped sprinkles on top. Surprised them both in the cafeteria with lunch from Chick-fil-a. No one else’s mom was there. (And I made sure to point that out too.)
Oh but I’m ready for you now, Lunch Ladies! You go ahead and plan turkey dinner 2 days earlier than sounds reasonable. Hell, lets have turkey for Halloween. We can hunt eggs next week if you want! I’m onto your little games of pruning the PTO tree!
I’m checking backpacks already for that shifty little flyer you’re going to try and slip past me. But I’ll be there. You bet your peas and cubed carrots, I will!
This post is in response to Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop prompt: ”A mom fail moment.”
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Oh my. I can totally see myself in three years here! EEK! I want pictures when you put on that hooker ensemble for the next feast day.
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I’m thinking Hot Pink Spandex…Lycra tank top…big gold hoops…and ruby red lips! Yes? LOL
LOL, that’s too funny! 20 years from now, even if they haven’t forgiven you, they will have forgotten. They’ll always remember the cupcakes though.
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I hope you’re right! I would be terribly sad if they decided to repay me by skipping Thanksgiving at Mom’s
You crack me up! OH my gosh. I can just picture the looks you received.. and I’m picturing you serving Thanksgiving Meal the DAY BEFORE after you find it out on the flyer, just so your kids think you rock! Hehe
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Good idea! Let me go write that down now…. LOL
I loved this post. As a mother who works nights, I am also required to be at the daytime school functions so I totally know the feeling of missing the ONE ACTIVITY YOU KNEW YOU’D REMEMBER!
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Wow! However do you pull your butt up to get to anything? At least you have a great excuse.
Lesson I learned: Never assume! And admit defeat. The boys did soften a little when they saw how upset I was about it too.
I can totally relate! If it’s not written down somewhere, I forget it! I’d remember to get the kids up and dressed and fed, remember to let the dog out and run the errands for the day…afterall, we have to eat. But I’d forget the one thing I was reminding myself all week NOT to forget if I didn’t have written down somewhere. With some sort of blinking. beeping, buzzing reminder that it is TODAY!
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We moms should invent a talking calendar. Digital. That randomly shouts out the important events and tasks of the day. Like an annoying pet Parrot complete with obscenities…”Get your fat a$$ to the elementary! Its time for the Fu**ing Feast!”
I think you might be onto something there!! I’d buy one!
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Great post!!! I love your idea for the next one, please be sure to tape it because i do NOT want to miss the firing squad entrance.
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LOL cracking up with laughter LOL ….I felt their heartbreak when you weren’t there but as another commenter said, they won’t remember 20 years from now
hahaha…picture of your teacher was very funny ..
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