Saturday, September 29, 2007
Homework has a love hate relationship in my house. I really don't like homework, especially Chase's because it is frustrating. He doesn't feel like doing it, there is always something better to do than homework. So we struggle, he does it once really sloppy and half you know what'd. I look over it, am mortified of the thought of him actually turning this in, make him do it again, he is annoyed, it's a vicious circle. He has come up with some stellar reasons that he shouldn't be doing his homework. The most recent was last weekend when we were trying to get his science done. After hemming and hawing and huffing and puffing and carrying on about it, I said to him, "Really Chase, what is your problem? Why can't we just get this done?" He says to me with the most serious face and voice, "Well Mom I really just don't feel right doing homework on a Sunday." It just didn't feel right. Hmm. Anyway, fortunately his lovely teacher this year does not give a whole lot of homework. Which for me is a blessing, although some parents on back to school night were actually questioning her on it, which completely annoyed me. Speak for yourself! I wanted to scream out. But I didn't. His teacher does send home work they have done in school so we can look it over. His last math paper came home and I was reading it and quite proud because it had a 100% on the top of it. I came to question three, a word problem. It was a two part question, the first being the problem, which he solved, and part B. which was the How did you figure this out? part. Chase's answer was, "I figured this out because I am really good at math." Well done.
So I Said... Amy at 2:05 PM