Mom's Revenge

I'm 37 years old today,

and the last thing I want for my birthday

is cake.

Why, you ask?

Keep reading.

This morning I shopped at Food City

so that the school would get a portion of my sales

for new computers next year.

Even though I may have gotten what I needed cheaper elsewhere.

(For the sake of this story,

let's just pretend I shopped at Food City

out of school pride,

and not because it is

the closest grocery store to my house.)

I bought frosting with Box Tops on them

even though they were 50 cents more

than the generic brand.

The frostings I bought were in special containers

that had TWO boxtops

each worth 25 cents for my school of choice.

And my kids get prizes

from the PTSO

if they turn in the most boxtops.

I then proceeded to make

TWENTY

cakes

for the second grade's

cake walk

at the school's

fall festival tonight.

In case you are wondering

what I did for the third grade,

I already bought

items for their

gift basket

auction

last week.

Coincidentally,

last week,

I also bought

the

sugar free

frosting

for the third graders

to decorate their

healthy rice krispy treats.

The sugar free kind is

mandated by the federal government,

who doesn't seem to care if it cost me

a dollar more than the regular

kind with actual sugar.

Oh, and for the second grade

I bought frozen yogurt

(also mandated)

and it

cost me $2

more than

the ice-cream

I would have preferred to eat.

I am sure that my kids

will not come home

tonight

without one of my cakes.

I wonder how much that is gonna cost me?

Not to mention

how many songs I will have to endure

as they hope they

get picked.

1/20 chance.

"Teachers,

I made 20 of those cakes,

please take mercy on me

after ten tries."

And

tonight

when I get a bite

of my own

homemade cake,

that ended up costing me

who knows how much,

and gave back to

the school

more than my tax dollars,

I will smile

because somehow I beat

the federal government,

and got a cake

full of sugar

from a public school.

I will also be smiling

because I will

be 100% certain

that I am an amazing mother.

If only I had some

regular ice-cream,

instead of leftover frozen yogurt.

Oh, and did you notice

the silly bandz

as part of the packaging?

HA!

Two can play at this game.

Even though my cakes might be

smaller,

yuckier,

and

cheaper to make

you know my cakes

are gonna be way more

desired tonight

than those store bought ones.

Thank you to the

founders

of Silly Bandz,

who have also taken

who knows how much

money

from me

in

the past year.

P.S. I wrote this post yesterday.

It only took $6

to win a cake.

And Bella chose

someone else's

cupcakes.

And nobody was choosing mine.

So much for mom's revenge.

But, I am still the best mom in the world.

Because it's my birthday,

and guess what my girls did

this morning.

They let me sleep in

and they baked me a cake

for breakfast.