I am the most UN- competitive person you have ever met. I let people win, so the game will be finished. I cheer and encourage my opponents.
Yet, something happens to me when I am assigned to bring favors for a classroom party. I turn into senorita psychopath. I want to make all other room mother's treats pale in comparison to mine. I want children to oooohhhh and ahhhhhh. I want to razzle and dazzle the teacher with my bag of goodies. I want to be the hostess with the most-est.WHILE LOOKING AT THE LAPTOP for his current Fantasy Football scores. Don't even go there Buddy!!!!!
With a few ghosts and band-aid gummies thrown in.
Woe is the life of a room mother....................