I've been very whiny lately, and I apologize. In fact, I'm so sorry that I'm going to whine some more. Yesterday's post by my friend, V, reminded me of something else I needed to vent.
My kids had a "sweets day" at school. The flier requested individually wrapped goodies, suggesting brownies, Rice Krispie treats, and cookies as favorite student-body purchases. ("No cupcakes, please.")The kids could buy goodies for a quarter each. The quarters would benefit the Home and School Association. Well, hey, H&S sells used uniforms at $2 apiece, so I'm more than happy to donate my baked goods to a worthy cause.
Since I couldn't bake until late Monday night (too many reasons to waste your time), I was up until 3:30 a.m. baking chocolate chip cookies for Precious Daughter's contribution and brownies for Mighty B's donation (and waiting for them to cool), because that's what they each asked to bring, and I'm a sucker for their big blue eyes.
Since the goodies had to be wrapped for individual sale (time-consuming purgatory), I nearly depleted my supply of sandwich-sized Ziplocs to wrap 'em up. Because they were home made, I also Scotch taped a list of ingredients on the outside of each Ziploc.
Bleary-eyed, I drop my kids at school on Tuesday morning with six quarters each to buy whatever goodies they wanted. They arrive home and proudly show me their purchases: puny lollipops, mangled Laffy Taffies, and mini-sized candy bars that all looked like Halloween leftovers.
What happened to the suggested "brownies, cookies, and Rice Krispie treats"? Am I the only parent that bothered to bake? I feel like I've been ripped off, and I'm a bit insulted that my own children wouldn't buy the stuff I labored to prepare. Humph!