I’m all for volunteering. When I worked full time I dreamed of being able to work non-gratis for a cause I believed in. After H was born I became a volunteer mad-woman. I cooked for sick people at church, licked envelopes, cleaned up after tornadoes, helped build homes for habitat, served on the board of a couple of charities near and dear to my heart, and set up camp at H’s school. So when she becomes involved in something at school I am 100% supportive.
She’s on the social committee for the 7th/8th grade party.
Today she came home today and told me she volunteered to bring 15 cases of soda.
I’m so proud.
lol… guess you have to explain to her what “volunteering” really means.