Homework Time

She Said....

I feel like blowing my brains out! No better yet, throw myself down a flight of steps. I want to kill her (this is a figure of speech people). I want to run, hide and go cry somewhere. Its homework time in my house. Today like so many other days she forgot to bring home the assignment pad. Did I mention that this is the second assignment pad she’s “misplaced” (which really means lost)? The first one looked like she threw it out the window of a moving car on I95. It was disgusting. We were so embarrassed we finally begged the teacher for another one. She promised “not to mess this one up”. WHATEVER!

Last marking period she had all A’s; this period it’s A’s & B’s. I personally don’t think that’s acceptable but I'm just her mother. Homework in my house is a dance of yelling, crying, shaking heads in disbelief, submission and then finally a light bulb goes off because she get’s it. Finally.




We seem to get on this ride at least every other day. It’s literally an emotional roller coaster.
As I write this, she is upstairs mad as hell because I won’t give the answer to something I know she knows. I know she’d rather be down here with us listening to Chrisette Michelle and "hanging out". She has gone up and down the stairs about 10 times to fix a misspelled word or make something neater. She thinks she’s frustrated but if she comes down here one more time with the wrong answer…I am going to SCREAM!!!.