That's how I feel, too. If I can do the little things in order to give them prep time (or time to actually eat their lunch!), or whatever, then I feel good. And I love being in DD's class.

I used to stay to have lunch with her afterward, but just this week she said "you don't have to stay. You're too ... Mom-ish." It's like, darn tootin', I'm "mom-ish." I'm your MOM!

It's not like I spit-clean a spot of dirt off her face rotfl, but apparently sitting quietly and eating my lunch is just sooooooo embarrassing!

But I take it as a sign that she's growing up. And frankly, that is what's supposed to happen.