You would think by now, homework would no longer be an every evening event at my house. But no, it’s surprising how much homework one lone 6th grader can have. Lately it hasn’t been too bad, but tonight – it’s really driving me bonkers! We have (and yes I say We because all answers have to be researched on the Internet which means we have to share laptops, which is a whole different story) pages and pages of a workbook to complete about the Holocaust. While this is definitely a worthwhile study topic and something I do want my children to learn about – I just don’t want to have to help with the homework. I know, I’m a terrible mother.
But I admit it – I really, really hate homework. Now normally, I don’t use the Hate word – there are really very few things I actually “hate”. But in this case it’s totally true. I hate homework. And after raising 4 kids and spending countless hours stressing over spelling words, math tests, term papers, and pointless essay questions, I am ready to retire from the homework arena. While Emily is still only 12 and really can’t be considered “raised”, I try to pawn her off on her father or an older sibling to bug with homework questions. So Jeffrey & Jen – it’s payback time!! Please answer the phone when Em calls!