The twins went on their first kindergarten field trip this week. I didn’t want to go.
I know, I know. BAD mommy.
Little Boy has already been giving me the guilt trip about how the neighbor kids’ mom works at the school and is there ALL DAY. “Why can’t you be at the school all day, Mommy? PLEASE?!”
Listen kid, you don’t want me at the school all day. And neither does the state’s liability insurer.
Anyways, the night before the field trip, Little Boy started giving me the heavy guilt trip. “You can come on the field trip Mommy. The teacher says so. The other mommies will be there. PLEASE?!”
So I gave in and showed up the next morning. But, not having signed up to chaperon, I didn’t know what I should do. I sat around outside the classroom like a stalker for a hour and a half while the teacher got the kids ready. Little Boy saw me out there and barely contained his glee when he waved on the way to the bathroom.
I started to feel like Good Mommy after all. Then…
As they were lining up for the bus, I approached the teacher.
(She was trying to supervise about twenty-five hyped-up 5-year-olds and their sack lunches, so it probably wasn’t the best time to make a good impression.)
I said, “Um, I didn’t sign up to chaperon, but my son really wants me to go on the field trip. Can I go?”
She nicely refrained from rolling her eyes at me, or calling me CRAZY MOM to my face. “I’m sorry, but you had to sign up in advance,” she said diplomatically. “I’ll keep you in mind for next time.”
So I went and held Little Boy’s hand as he walked to the bus, telling him that I was sorry, but the teacher wasn’t going to let me go along. He was perfectly happy with this explanation.
So I gave him a kiss goodbye and went to my car, trying not to to skip in jubilation.
I managed to get Good Mommy points for coming to the school and making the attempt; PLUS I didn’t have to go on the boring field trip!
Talk about a win-win situation!