Monday, September 22, 2008

After School Fiasco

It's all so calm at my house. Pretty much all day, even with the dogs barking at anything that moves. Then 4:05 hits and in come my kids. It's all fine until we have to do homework. Saige does her own. Always has. Rarely if ever does she require any assistance. Chase on the other hand, and I have written about this before, it's like Chinese water torture doing his homework. He just doesn't care. If I leave it up to him to do it without my help he will turn in the most pathetic work possible. Like he has no parents. Like we just let him live in the wild and scrawl a few words down here and there. The hardest days are soccer practice days because we need it to be done before we go because we won't be back until late. And the absolute worst on top of that is Science homework. Science is more like "parent" homework than "kids" homework. He can't do it without my help. We have to go on line and look things up. It's really fun. So today they come running through the door, dogs barking, them complaining about their new music teacher who apparently yells so much that she actually spits on kids. They hate going to music now, which bums me out because they loved it last year. So we sit down at the computer because they want to e mail somebody and tell them. Rachel is here so it is more fun than it really should be. We e mail the principal because truthfully I don't understand why they hire angry elementary school teachers. Save them for high school where feelings don't get hurt so much and kids aren't scared. So after that fun activity it is time for dreaded science. We get on the website and find what we need. Chase goes to get a pencil and although we have a million of them he can't seem to find one (cause he's a boy). I hear our super turbo charged pencil sharpener going and going and going. He comes over to me and hands me the pencil to write the answers for him. It's not a number two yellow pencil at all. Its my brand new eighteen dollar MAC spice lip liner sharpened down to almost nothing. And it's only 4:27.......

14 comments:

Ms Picket To You said...

Get thee to the liquor store STAT!

Anonymous said...

well at least your not at a loss for blog fodder.LOL





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Anonymous said...

oh my... audible gasp from me.
but you have to admit. that's pretty funny. no?

~jami

twist said...

OK, now THAT's funny. And remember that horrifying moment when I divulged to a group of PETA-vegans that I taught a group of fourth graders dissect squid and then fry up the remains for some nice calamari? That was 'cause I was a SCIENCE TEACHER...call me.

Tiffany said...

Girl. Chase and my boy must be kin.

It's a freakin' battle over here. And the second grade homework is RIDICULOUS.

Plus, we have the 20 minutes a night of reading. And baseball and tae kwon do.

Our public school, which has an impressive API score of 913 has dropped music and has PE down to 1 time a week...so they can pound the test into their brains.

Simple Answer said...

That makes me sad they have an angry music teacher. Teaching is a gift - not an excuse to have summers off. I don't think people (teachers) realize this.

The lip liner? That is funny!

Sue Jacquette said...

I hate parent homework. I've argued with many teachers over the years because of it. Oh, and I had a spitting teacher once, too. It was the worst year of grammar school for me because it was my math teacher and I loved math. Simple Answer is right. Teachers should love teaching and when they don't anymore, it's time to move on to another career.

Meredith said...

What is it with the frigging pencils and boys? My son INSISTS his teacher makes him leave his at school....every single day. Every single day he leaves with a new pencil and every single day it stays with his teacher. Maddening.

Sorry about the lip liner.

Anonymous said...

Well, I think I am taking a break from reading the blog. Walking a mile in one's shoes before passing judgement is always a good idea.....

Christy said...

He used your lip liner? NUH-UH! You MIGHT be able to laugh about that someday...but I know I'm still not able to laugh about the time my daughter twisted all of the make-up out of my bazillion $$ Clarins under-eye concealer to see what would happen. That stuff is like gold to me (my dark circles are B-A-D!) And that was more than a year ago.

Heather said...

LMAO!! My son is exactly the same! This weekend he had to write a paper on the up side of people keeping pets. And every sentence started with "The reason that..."
I told him that he needed to correct that and when I went to check on his progress every sentence started with "A reason that..." Ahhhh...homework.

cIII said...

I'm with Picket.
That kind of a Day warrants Tequila. The good stuff though. Don Julio. Respasado. Shoot it and fall happily, face first, into Science.

Superspy said...

Now you have an excuse to buy a new lip liner! or two!

Hmmm... I think you're onto something!!!!

Lula! said...

I am now scared of 2nd grade. And angry music teachers. Sigh...

Sorry about your Spice. I used to wear it all the time...then I found Wet & Wild's "#666" (gasp!) lip liner...it's the exact shade of Spice (almost) and it's $1. Seriously. I'm all for my ultra chic cosmetics, but I'm also a big fan of the cheapies, too.