I'll keep trying though. Last night, after letting Jack go to yet another Casady social event, I then let him go to bed without finishing all of his homework. For some reason, I thought we could get up this morning and finish both his science fair project and a couple of questions for social studies. What was I thinking. I set my alarm at 5:15 and hit the snooze button until 5:30. Then on to do the impossible. 45 minutes, lots of tears, and several muttered cursewords later, we made it to the dining room to finish the testing. Needless to say it took longer than expected, and he only finished the experiment. Barely.
My brother and mom joke with me about how hard it was to get me up in the morning.... We all laugh about how Nana dragged me out of bed by my hair. In my mind, it truly was every day. Surely not. If it was, then I have a long haul ahead of me. And the saying holds true: Payback is hell. I just wish I knew how to help him before he makes all the mistakes I did. Lord please help me.
Then there's Sam's "Read Across America" notebook. The one that I lost the first couple of weeks into school. Then it was found (yes!), and I tore notecards out of the replacement book for Jack's homework. Then found out that Sam wasn't going to use the old one after all, but the new one. That was now half gone. Well, last week Sam had to take deli meat to school for a healthy eating demonstration. (Stay with me....) The leftovers came home and remained all weekend in the backpack I neglected to check until Monday morning. The package leaked, and ham juice soaked all the contents, including "Read Across America". Ellie found it:
Yep, Sam can truly tell his teacher, "The dog ate my homework!"
Lord, save me!
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