Photo Credit: Cora
Pitching in at your kid’s school always seems like a good idea. After all, what’s so hard about buying a few cupcakes or helping out at a fundraiser? Turns out, plenty! From getting lost on a field trip to setting off the fire alarm during a class party, we asked well-meaning moms to spill their worst volunteering moments.
Courtesy of Beth"I volunteered to pick up silent auction items for our preschool’s annual fundraiser. One of the items was a gift certificate for a night at a couples-only hotel known for its late-night commercials and cheesy heart-shaped, en suite hot tubs. Walking into the hotel was embarrassing enough, but then I ran into my uncle in the lobby. Next time, I’m volunteering for the decorations committee.”
- Beth, mom of one, from Glenview Ill.
The Grass Is Always Greener
Courtesy of Cora“As room parent for my daughter's kindergarten class, I planned a bunch of activities for the Valentine’s Day party, including a heart mobile craft, a game of pin the arrow on Cupid and a sugar cookie decorating station. Everything was going well until a little boy came back from the bathroom talking about what he’d seen in the classroom next door. Apparently, their Supermom of a room parent brought in a three-tier chocolate fountain, heart-shaped truffles and a gigantic stuffed heart. Talk about feeling completely inadequate!”
- Cora, mom of two, from Glenview, Ill.
Courtesy of Ellie“I was invited talk at our school’s annual Career Day. The day of the speech, I had a major head cold and broke out into a series of uncontrollable coughing attacks that were so bad, I peed in my pants. (It’s a mom thing.) On the plus side, now I know to always empty my bladder before a speaking engagement.”
- Ellie, mom of two, from St. Louis, Mo.
A Cure for Bieber Fever
Courtesy of Jenna“When my husband chaperoned our daughter’s 5th grade school dance, he left seeing stars -- literally. He was stationed in a darkened school gym that was lit only by pulsating strobe lights. To make matters worse, he was stuck standing next to one of the speakers all night, which meant he listened to an endless loop of Katy Perry, Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber.”
- Jenna, mom of two, from Vashon Island, Wash.
(Not a) Field Day
Courtesy of Jill“I was four months pregnant when I volunteered to help out at my daughter’s field day. I was overseeing was the javelin toss, which consisted of having the kids toss a pool noodle through a hula-hoop. The problem? I was in charge of holding the hula-hoop for three very long, very hot hours. But the worst was when the kindergarten boys decided to create a new game called ‘Let’s aim the noodle at the pregnant mommy helper.’”
- Jill, mom of four, from Kansas City, Mo.
Courtesy of Casey“A few years ago a parent brought in a smoke machine for our school’s Halloween party. Apparently, she wanted to use it to create ‘ambiance.’ Unfortunately, the machine set off the fire alarm and the school had to be evacuated. It was quite a scene watching our principal -- dressed as an old lady in a house dress, hair curlers and Noxzema face mask -- deal with the fire trucks and firefighters.”
- Casey, mom of three, from La Grange, Ill.
‘Look, Kids -- Big Ben. Parliament.’
Courtesy of Liz“I agreed to drive a group of second graders on a school field trip. We left school early, so I was sure we’d be the first ones to arrive. Maybe it was nerves, the chatty kids or the loud music blaring from the radio, but I ended up missing the exit four times. At one point, one of the other moms called to see where we were, and by the end of the day, my son suggested I never drive on a field trip again.”
- Liz, mom of two, from Los Altos, Calif.
Honey, I Shrunk the Toilet
Courtesy of Susan“I volunteered to talk to my daughter’s first grade class about money. The day of, I was all prepared with charts, graphs, you name it. What I wasn’t prepared for was the bathroom. The toilet was so small it took me 10 minutes to squat low enough to use it. Sure, financial planning is important, but what I really needed at that moment was yoga.”
- Susan, mom of two, from Lake Forest, Ill.
Courtesy of Jacqueline“I worked with a group of moms to revitalize our elementary school in downtown Chicago; part of that means accepting any and all donations. Sounds simple, but some donations proved to be downright overwhelming. We once received a truck of unpopped popcorn that filled an entire classroom; enough pillows and cushions to fill two classrooms; and a pile of playground woodchips that was more than 25 feet high and blocked the sidewalk for days.”
- Jacqueline, mom of two, from Chicago