Volunteering my time

When field trips were just an idea, for the future, for my preschooler.. it seemed exciting. Ah yes, field trips- very cool, Lily will love that, blah blah blah.

But when field trips became a notice on the board at Lily's school.. um.. that's different. And ohshit.

I spent a week panicking about it. Until I decided that, sigh, I just couldn't let her go. And she'll be fine, she won't care, I'm pretty sure the teachers haven't even let them know about it (because some won't get to go- I assume?). So.. it's fine. Let's move on. Etc.

Then I realized crazy people parents could volunteer to go along. Hmm. Well, that's something to consider. But I don't know- other people's children sometime make me nervous. In the sense of really not knowing them at all, but feeling obligated to foresake my own life to protect theirs. Right?

I really don't know. Arranging for someone to look after Noah. Paying more money for the trip itself. Losing out on time at home not having to keep the world from being destroyed entertain a 4 year old.

But then somehow I found myself losing my mind volunteering anyway..