The jury is still out on today. Laurel's class had a school picnic from 11:30 to 12:30 and parents were invited. (God damn, these year end activities are killing me.) I am curious if the classroom moms that organized this event understand the pressure that Jude and Ching Wang felt when getting this invitation? I would also like to know if other parents felt the same pressure?
As I look at the Evite and see the multiple positive RSVP's, I buckle to peer pressure and RSVP, yes. Since Ching has an activity planned for the girls during the day on Thursday, there is no need to do rock/paper/scissors. This one is mine. But my response comes with limits. I can only stay for 25 minutes--the remaining 35 minutes would go to commuting time to and from the picnic. And I won't eat anything or participate in any sort of activities. I am wearing my best suit and a lot of the activities involve some sort of object flying in the air. I avoid activities like this.
I arrive at the event, honestly, with a freakin' chip on my shoulder. Call me selfish but usually my lunch hour is mine. I like to run on Mondays. Monday is the day I work pretty hard, trying to cleanse my bod with a sweat, getting rid of all the crap I ate during the weekend.
I make sure Laurel sees that I am there. She gives me a quick hug but then runs off to play with her friends. She likes to run and socialize with several different kids. (As I watch her, I will her to stay away from the one girl that I cannot stand. You know the one..the one that told Laurel that she met Katy Perry.) I chuckle to myself because as one of the moms takes her picture with a few other kids, she towers over all of them. I sit on a bench (again, nice suit..no grass for me)..and stay for 25 minutes. I didn't want to talk to any parents (that's a freakin' surprise) because I just want to watch my girl. It's not until later that I notice how many parents weren't there...but by now it's not important.
When I leave, I tell her and she says that she understands. Laurel understands that I have go to work like she has to go to school. She is too young to understand the responsibility that I feel. But when I see her later, she tells me that she wasn't as peppy after I left. (Jesus Christ..manipulate much?) Should I have not gone at all? Would that have been easier on her? Lord knows it would have been easier on me.
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