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Mother of the Year Goes to.... Not Me

Every morning I go to the gym to exercise. I love it because I have a lot of friends there (it's my adult interaction for the day...hahah...but seriously...), endorphins are released, I feel powerful and strong....etc. Fast forward to about 10 minutes after I arrive home.

Kids are fighting over who grabbed the box of cereal first.

Tears are rolling down cheeks from, "Cameron looked at me in a mean way."

Fights are breaking out between who has to be the flippin' monkey in the middle...

You get the idea.

So pretty much all the good I do at 5:30 in the wee early morning hours gets completely undone. (Perhaps I should schedule my workouts to after the kids leave for school instead?)

Anyway, today was no different. The kids actually all got ready on their own really well without any fights. They had a good 20 minutes to kill before we had to leave for school. They decided to play a game (but not the blasted Monkey in the Middle game...No! No! I banned that game [and 'jinx&#…

I have a Confession...

I've got a confession.

I dont like the "parent" activities my kids' school asks us to come to. In fact, you might say I hate them.

"Moms and Muffins"

"Parents and Pastries"

"Dads and Doughnuts"

(What are they really trying to do here? Fatten us up?! They know sugar is my downfall)

But you get the idea. If you're a parent with a child in grade-school, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

When did it become a necessity for parents to attend school with their kids (other than parent-teacher conferences) to just "chill"?

Disclaimer: I'm not opposed to supporting my kids. Heck, I'm the first one to volunteer at class parties, chaperon on field trips, send in treats for my kids' birthdays, and donate to the classroom/teacher's needs.

But it is seriously like nails on a chalkboard when I hear, "Mom! You get to come to school with us!" (while waiving around a paper flier with all the deets).

As I try to mask…