For the past five weeks my little girls have been enrolled in a cooking class offered by our county's parks and recs program. The class was called "Wee Chefs" and the girls really loved it. Each week they made (and ate) two recipes and a craft (this they did not eat); they also read books and put together puzzles. In short, they had a grand time--all hour and forty-five minutes of it.
It was a drop-off program. That's a hour and a forty-five minutes a week I had when I was beholden to no one, a phenomenon that had not previously occurred in ten years of motherhood. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I enjoyed Wee Chefs as much as Teensy and Kenna.
I spent those Wednesday mornings "off" running PTA errands, going to a furniture store alone--because I could, perusing the clearance shelves at Target, meeting a friend for brunch (!), and chaperoning Maia's field trip. I've determined that this window of time is perfect for me to have a little breathing time and then start to miss my little girls before I head back to pick them up.
Even though it's been a win/win/win, I debated whether to sign Teensy and Kenna up for the second session of this class. Frankly, it costs a bit much and I know my girls have other interests we can pursue. Then, I thought of all the Christmas shopping I could get done without the peering eyes of nosy preschoolers accompanying me. With Michael working 60 hours a week and volunteering at church another 10+ on any given week, I didn't know when I could get the shopping done so easily. So, I bit the bullet and registered the girls for the next session. The girls and I were all excited!
Today, while I was chaperoning Maia on a field trip to St. Mary's City, the county called. Wee Chefs has been cancelled due to lack of interest. How can this be? Doesn't anyone else worry about when she is going to get her Christmas shopping done? Aren't there more children out there who would love to spend Wednesday mornings making pizza and bagels with grape and strawberry faces and spider cookies using Oreo's with Twizzlers as legs? Anyone? Anyone at all?
Apparently not. I guess I have to make peace with it. The county gave me that free time on Wednesday mornings and I guess the county can take it away. But I don't have to like it.