When I did this video about volunteering to serve lunch at Vivien’s school I was treated very differently.
I thought it signaled the start of my children’s disinterest in me and concentration on their friends. But, now that Rex is in kindergarten I’m trying it again. This time I’m getting the love that had eluded me. Between putting on the plastic gloves, tying up my hair and running to replenish the pizza and orange slices Rex will appear for a moment “Hi, Mommy!” Give me a hug and run off. Then between asking kids if they want two helpings of vegetables or one of vegis and one of fruit, there is a lull where I gaze lovingly at he and his new buddies playing on the grass.
On the 3rd hour of this shift as I sweep the debris left under the tables, Rex long ago back in his class, I think. Don’t I see this kid every night? There must be an easier way to see him.