AIBU to feel totally bemused and think 'you smug twatters'

[hobbgoblin]

of the family who, when given the homework as set out below, came back to school after half term with properly packaged; foil wrapped; paper sleeved; fully printed complete with allergies and ingredients; home bloody made frikkin chocolate bars for the whole class?

This was the homework:

Design a chocolate bar wrapper, draw its net, colour it in and stuff.

They took 'stuff' waaaaaaaaaaaaay too far imho.

hahahaha you've got to love uber competitive parents.

what did 'draw its net' mean?

i suppose it is just enthusiam maybe the child felt very interested in the topic and pictures themselves the type to end up on junior apprentice or something, if you know the type i mean
if the parents pushed them into it then yanbu though

Arses. They need to get a life.

Good on them, a nice touch, why not, whats the problem.

it was probably worded more appropriately brownpaperbag, but y'know, like it was all unwrapped and flattened out, i.e. lots of squares on a page with pictures on them...if you bother to use a ruler that is DS.

draw its net confuses me too

Please don't tell me that any child was assigned homework which included the phrase 'and stuff' , unless they were actually require to stuff something into something else?

Lets spot the uber-defensive mumsnetters who have done similar

I'll admit from almost the outset that I was jealous. I will also admit that the idea of getting DS to do similar did cross my mind fleetingly on the first Friday of the holiday.

But then, well, they argued, refused to tidy, I had a few wino nights with DP and resultant foggy days, then there were the rainy caged animals indoors days, and um, then it was Monday so I figured the best thing to do was consider the achiever parents smug twatters.

YABU the child probably just loves chocolate and got really keen, and his parents wanted to encourage him. Another half term they'll be away and come back to school with a scruffy half a side of something cobbled together on Sunday night. You don't need to feel threatened by what other people are doing, it was lovely of them to bring in something for their classmates to share!

smug twatters indeed! Tut. Ubercompetitive homeworkers, obviously not done by child. Pointless.

DS had to do a weave. His was OK, not quite finished, but interesting.

Until I went to Open Doors and saw the other childrens efforts.

I felt like a Very Bad Parent.

oops, sorry xposts hobgoblin. Love your logic, lol!

Another shamefully envious and disorganised parent like myself simply raised and eyebrow at me and said "did you see the castle project homework?" I missed a glimpse of that offering but neither explanation or description was necessary.

I'm shown up already on the dress as such-and-such days. Hate those

timeforanap thank you for making me feel less envious

parents working for mars?

Brilliant! Tempering chocolate is really tricky, I think that must have taken a lot of work, no wonder they wanted to show off a bit.

Bet you didn't disagree with it enough to refuse your child the chocolate?

ah, I see about the net

like when you unfurl a cube and flatten it into 2D

Christmas mobiles competition for the school hall, I would swear some had hired designers and architects at my Sons old primary school :o

Is a weave like making a rug?

That sounds quite major if it is.

'Stuff' is my super eloquent summary of the other bits and pieces thay had to do like colouring and measuring and some describing. Although I have not reiterated the set work too well, my comprehension is better and I am CERTAIN that it did not say we had to go into factory production.

i bet said child was interrogated upon their arrival home- 'well, what did the teacher say??? was everyone impressed??? did anyone else make their own handmade packaged chocolate bars? did they????? well did they??????????????'

Ah- there are always that one set of parents! I must admit, i tend to find it amusing, rather than bemusing!

At dd's Easter Bonnet parade there were displays that looked like they came off some catwalk- and yet I could have sworn there are no milliners among the parents in her year! Our chicken-on-a-hill definitely looked shabby...