Some days it ain't easy being a parent....

Today is one of them. ran around like a nut had pretty much every minute of the morning with something in it. Kind of day that if one thing goes wrong it could have the domino effect. But it was smooth sailing. Did all the errands I needed to do. Showed up where I said I would..I did think to myself "wow this day is going perfect so far" but knew I couldn't say that out loud for fear I would "jinx" myself. Now I know you can't even think it.

Did all my stuff and got Shorty's school with 2 minutes to spare, in time for the Kindergarten Spring Party. I take my class mothering very seriously. Especially since this is my last go around I want things to go how I want them to go. End of story. I was there front and center with my four gallons of ice cream for the "make your own sundaes" and the beach pails for everyone to paint for our upcoming Beach Party. Perfect. Well until we walked into the classroom. My how quiet everyone was. Busy writing not even looking up when we walked in. "Great", I think. They are being good. You see they have not been on their best behavior all week. Teacher had even send a note home informing parents that everyone has Spring Fever it seems and have been bouncing off the walls.

Now Mrs. C is an amazing Kindergarten teacher. Patience of a saint. Never raises her voice, she is fair, firm and loves those kids. I know, I requested her. Junior had her way back when he was in Kindergarten. She was practically in tears when we got there.

Apparently not only have they been misbehaving all day, seems they were really bad in the cafeteria and got a scathing report from their monitor. If we had been coming a little earlier she would have told us to stay home..no party.

So what to do? We talked in an adult huddle in the back of the room. All the moms were free on Monday should we move the party to then? None of us wanted to do it. But they really needed to learn a lesson. We agreed. She turned to the class with her voice cracking said quietly "the party is cancelled."

I can't tell you the looks on 23 little faces. Broke my heart. She made them apologize to us for having made us come for nothing. It was like getting punched in the stomach. A few put their heads down to not let anyone know they were crying. Shorty was looking at me with those huge brown eyes..which are doubly huge when he is trying not to cry. I think they were in shock. You could have heard a pin drop.Before we all lost it we had to leave. One little voice said "we are so sorry" as we were leaving.

It's bad enough when you have to teach your own children but add 22 more and it's that much more difficult. Needless to say I am shot. I feel so bad. Some days parenting stinks and this is one for the record books. Bright side is if we do the party on Monday they would have been really good so it will be that much more fun. Keeping my fingers crossed for good behavior.