Less parenting? Sign me up.

Girl children are so amazing, you know that? My kid amazes me.

So she’s supposed to bake cookies for Valentine’s Day to fundraise for something, but some idiotic rule that baking at home at teacher’s request is *unsafe* has the kids planning a baking event at school, instead.

Don’t even ask, it’s not about safety, it’s about liability when kids burn their houses down if a teacher told them to bake at home. Like a parent will complain and blame the school…or sue them. 🙄

Or something.

Anyway. 🙃

Apparently there’s a fully functioning kitchen available to them at school so my child and her gal pal spent Saturday afternoon chatting on their phones, making plans for this bake-off.

I half-listened to their chatter, and wondered how much of this, um, activity will end up on my plate.

Well, I must tell you, that girl and her friend are On The Ball. They made lists, assigned ingredients to each other (one brings dry, the other wet), organized equipment, and planned out every last detail themselves. 😘

Only then did she approach me to ask a couple of questions.

Is there another container of baking powder?

Where did the pink sprinkles go?

Do we have more icing sugar?

I’m so proud of her. 🙂

Mainly because I didn’t have to DO anything.

That’s my favorite kind of parenting. 😉

Now, if only she would clean up after herself. That is the current and most prevalent issue…she started this project without putting her crafting away, which littered all across the kitchen island. Nor did she repack the boxes of hand-me-downs she unpacked to try on. Piles of summery clothing were left all over the living room.

There is no place to sit. 🙁

But. I’m trying to not let it get to me. I’m trying to be a good parent here…

Let it be known however I may, quite possibly, refuse to take her to the next activity if she doesn’t clean it up first. 😉

Tough love, right?

It’s …Sunday!