When it comes to being an involved school mum I truly am 'guilty'. Working 4 days a week Ivy spends a lot of time in before and after school care (which luckily she likes as her friends go too) and the one day I am home I am wrangling Poppy who's attitude to school can be summed up as BORING! In fact the other day she just outright asked me - why do we always have to come here mummy? WHY? (somehow I suspect her induction into school in a years time will not be as smooth as her big sisters.)
So when I do, do things at the school I'm reminded of just how much it means to Ivy. So recently I managed to wangle a day off and do canteen duty.
Red apron on, fortified with coffee (love that our school has an espresso machine in the canteen) and I was inducted into the ways of the canteen. After making 45 individual rolls from scratch I was ready to lie down on the floor but no, it was recess time.
Hoping the kids wouldn't see my counting on my fingers to work out how much change I owed them I served what felt like a tsunami of kids at the front window. From the tiny lisping cute kindy kids (some dodgy despite angelic looks trying to roll me for freebies or "sumfing I can can buy wiv this" and holding up 5 c) to the amazonian 6th class kids who look like they should be in year 10.
And there amogst the crowd is my girl - she is dancing about w her friends, pointing and smiling and calling out "that's MY mum".
Little things mean a lot to little people - it's one to remember as we take a break and re-calibrate before we roll into a busy 2015.