Wednesday, January 13th 2016
Judging from this Homework Log of Gavin’s I just found, it looks like we are totally acing this homework supervision thing. (Not.) Of the Book Report, Language Arts and Math assignments he’s had this week, he’s made some progress in -surprise surprise- Language Arts. This morning he “confessed” that the reason I found the book report he read to me so “well written” is because -wait for it- he copied the summary from the back of the book! “And don’t you DARE make me write another one,” he says.
“Hmm,” I say. “Well, that is a trick probably every student has tried at least once in their career since time immemorial.”
“Oh,” he says, as if that’s the end of the discussion. (HA.)
“It doesn’t exactly work out that well,” I tell him. I don’t mention that it was around 10th grade, and that I didn’t even start writing book reports until at least 3rd or 4th grade (he’s in 2nd). Then between cold weather and mittens and bus stop friends that’s about as far as we get on the topic. Yet. Though he did find time to say, “Mom, since our bus hasn’t come yet and you’re not using your phone, could we play some chess?”
We’ve never even *played* chess, in real life OR on an app I’ve never used; yet he naturally knows it’s there. It’s 18°F degrees out and the bus is coming… I try to string some words together about staying in the moment and being content with that. Argh.
And between my jobs on Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Grandchildren playdates with Grandma through Wednesday, I get exactly THURDSAY -when homework is already DUE, and maybe FRIDAY -not a favored day for homework- to work with the kid.
I’m still acclimating to the new year and the new schedule with DH at work full time. Praise to the domicile gods for sending our housecleaner Rosemary today… we at least have a *clean* -yet overfull- home in which to operate now. I’m already overwhelmed with post-holiday resolution (sending gifts and cards that never got sent, writing and supervising the writing of thank you notes… and sending THOSE). NO NO NO Whining. These are such embarrassingly self-inflicted first world problems. I’m just staring at (aka: writing about) them, that’s all. (Lucky you.)
ANY ADVICE MUCH APPRECIATED!!! Chiefly in the realm of guiding this fabulously independent-minded, too-smart-for-his-own-good, seeing-right-through-this-homework-BS, needs-to-do-it-anyway, suck-it-up-because-life-is-full-of-crap-you-don’t-want-to-do-and-you-need-to-be-able-to-handle-it-anyway BOY!!!
Oh and PS: I can’t ask my Hubsand because apparently he was the same way.
And I myself have only a vague idea because I was given strait A’s growing up for doing nothing (but being “smart” – great plan) until I encountered actual work and shit hit the fan because I was clueless (and no offense but so was everyone around me).