We had Teacher Appreciation Dinners growing up. My mom loved it because it would get us to clean our rooms so we could show our teachers when they came. But that's not why they went to such work. My parents were (are) wise. Invite the teachers into your home. Feed them good food. Show them you care about them. In turn, they will care more about your child. Everyone wins, right? Last year we had a reluctant teacher, but we didn't let her off the hook and she now waves at us with a smile when we see her at school. This year, we even had spouses join us. Corsages for the lovely teachers. Ryan brought home Ramune beverages--the Asian sodas where you have to knock the marble inside to open it--the perfect ice breaker to begin our evening. The kids settled in, the teachers warmed up, and it turned into a gratifying time for all.
Oh, and I don't think anyone noticed I only ironed the front quarter of their napkins.