A million years ago, when I was a classroom teacher, I always dreaded party days. I taught in the 'hood and there was never any parental involvement. So in my mind, class party = lots of extra work, 22 sugared up kids, and no help.
With this in mind, I have always told my kids' teachers that I would be happy to help out with whatever they needed help with. When I mentioned this to Z's kindergarten teacher, she said the position of Room Mother was open, if I was interested. With visions of bringing in cupcakes a couple times a year, I agreed.
Then I got a note home about the Room Mother Orientation meeting. Wait, wha...? Orientation? A mandatory meeting? WTF?
Once I got over the shock, I arranged care for Q (Thanks JC!) and gamely attended the meeting. How bad could it be?
Let me just say, these women are hard core. There was a bound Room Mother manual. With tabs.
I quickly figured out that these were the type of women who would cut you over a position on the PTA. Like something out of a Lifetime movie. Not that any of them were anything but nice, nice, nice! I did have a moment of high-school-like panic about being in the room with the 'popular' girls, though.
At Z's school, the Room Mom's primary job is to set up/run a booth at the Fall Fun Day (aka: Halloween Carnival. Shhhh! Don't tell!). There is fund-raising and letter writing and money collecting. We have to find a (cheap) Christmas ornament with a place for a picture that relates to the continent our kids are studying - for the entire grade level. Australia, in Z's case.
Luckily for me, there is another mom on the kindergarten team who makes my alpha-mom aspirations laughable. Before the meeting was even held, she had selected our theme for Fun Day and painted a brilliant sign that looks like it came from a professional sign maker. Wow.
I am so out of my league.