So this week while Laura was gone, Avery's day care teacher handed me the below form without saying anything. So I look at it when on the drive home and it appears to be a fundraising thing selling cookies.
The next afternoon, I was picking up Avery and another father was there picking up his daughter (imagine that....2 dads on daycare duty....what is this world coming to.....next thing you know we will have a female candidate for president). Anyways....this guy was commenting on how he had almost sold his entire sheet of cookie dough coupons in one day. I looked at him and asked "Do you know where the money is going to?" He gave me a look like I had asked him to solve the Riemann hypothesis and said "no, I assume the school." I said "you know this school is a for-profit corporation held by private equity funds?" Once again, I got a dumb look.
So the moral of the story is parents are idiots and if you ask them to sell crap "for the good of the kids" they will do it. And for that Chesterbrook Academy gets a wag of the finger.
Apparently the classroom that sells the most cookies gets a cookie party. Do they really think that the hope of my infant getting cookies is going to motivate me to sell cookies? I already have cookies. Avery loves them. That's what happens when Laura leaves me alone with her. Instead of carrots we eat cookies.