There’s not really a Room Mom of the Year award. At least, there isn’t at my kid’s school. And if there were, I promise you I wouldn’t win it.
The only thing I’m going to win is a shiny trophy for cutting corners.
Because that’s what I’m best at. People don’t know that, though.
Every year (except last year, because I was overwhelmed and shirked most of my duties as co-room-parent, but thankfully my counterpart was kind enough to let me off the hook, and my son is oblivious, so he still thought I was doing everything for his class, making it a double-win for me) I come up with a craft for the class Christmas party, and every year people think the craft is soooo cute and so hard and complicated.