Pro-tips for those of you who are in the ďWho Can Be the Most Sacrificial MomĒ competition that seems to be thriving out there:

  1. I do NOT drive kids to school when thereís a bus available. I told my kids that it was bad for the environment to have hundreds of parents driving their kids to school when they could all go on one bus. Truth was, I hated rush hour and waiting in carline. Now, if you have a science project to take to school, Iíll drive you to the bus stop. Iím not a monster.
  2. Speaking of which, if you miss the bus, you shall pay me in cold hard cash (or chores) for the chauffer service. And I will lecture you the entire way to school because itís my right. You made me late to Crossfit, dammit.
  3. I stopped going to back to school nights, parent-teacher conferences, etc. a decade ago. I know that everything in education is still stuck in the dark ages, but can we all just agree that we donít need to meet in person like is 1865? Send me an email, call me (I probably wonít answer), or ask me to come in if thereís a problem.
  4. I refuse to make fancy, homemade treats for parties. Oh, I was a 25 year old mom once and everything I brought to every event was Martha Stewart level awesome. But I got tired of working my butt off for 4th grade ingrates. My kids know to sign up for chips or paper goods, or something that can be purchased at Costco.
  5. The exception to rule 4 is the occasional education of their classmates as to what constitutes good food. Iíve been known to have an entire 6th grade class come to my house to learn how to roll tortillas, taught a couple of kindergarten classes how to make individual homemade apple pies using local apples, and driven across town to buy $150 worth of REAL croissants for a French class party. Itís my contribution to humanity.
  6. No I will not bring your forgotten homework/lunch/musical instrument/field trip form unless Iím already going to town and near your school on an errand. If you really need it, my rate is $5 per forgotten item. (Note: Once I took this too far and refused to bring Macie another shirt after she had a bloody nose. She promptly called my best friend, her ďniceĒ mom, who not only brought her clothes, but a Lululemon jacket. I have not lived this down to this day.)
  7. I donít check homework, and only check grades often enough to let you know if youíre grounded or not. If you want to fail Algebra, fine, but youíll have no social life until itís fixed. These new apps that let you know the second your child misses an assignment are going to be the downfall of Western civilization.
  8. I also donít help with homework unless the child begs, pleads, or sobs. I already finished sophomore year. I hated it then and I donít want to repeat it.
  9. I will go to all of your concerts, games, and poetry competitions, but I wonít bring you a bouquet of flowers like you just played a concert at the Met.
  10. My bedtime is 9pm. I donít drive, help with homework, or take you to Walmart because you forgot tomorrow is field day after 8pm. If youíve been an absolute doll this week, I might push it to 10 on the weekend (once per weekend). What I WILL do is stand in freezing drizzle at Red Rocks with you to watch The Fray, drive through a blizzard to get us to John Mayer, rent an airbnb to take you and your friends to ComicCon, or fly with you to Vegas to see Justin Beiber.

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