Yesterday afternoon a red sheet of construction paper was posted outside Miss A’s daycare classroom.
Ah yes. The party sign-up sheet. Her class is having a July 4th celebration this Thursday, since daycare is closed for the holiday.
Rule #23.B of parenting dictates that you must sign up for school parties as soon as the sheet is posted or you will be the unlucky person who must bring crustless sandwiches or dessert of some sort (bearing in mind the various food allergies of your child’s classmates, most notably peanut butter). Sign up early for the easy items, such as juice or napkins, is my advice. Basically anything that can be procured when you’re filling up at the gas station at 9 p.m. on a weeknight is ideal party sign-up sheet fodder. Just steer clear of the beef jerky. I hear it doesn’t have much of a shelf life. Also, scratch off lotto tickets do not make good last minute party favors.
Horror of horrors, I realized the sheet must have been posted last Friday when Miss A was home with me for the day because ALL the slots were full except for two. I braced myself and read the sheet. Cookie or sandwiches. OK, cookies it was.
On the way home I told Miss A she was having a party. She didn’t really understand that it’s a “birthday” party of sorts for America, but was clearly excited about bringing cookies.
I asked her if she wanted me to bring cookies with red, white, and blue sprinkles and she voiced her opinion:
“Mommy I want cookies with pink and purple sprinkles!”
Happy Birthday America. You’ve had your colors done by a 3-year-old and she’s giving you the princess treatment.