Well we were officially back at school and back into the swing of things. This also means the dreaded homework hour is back.
I’m not sure about your house, but with our oldest child it is a struggle to get her to even remember to check her backpack for homework every night. She can remember a cat we had when she was a baby, but you think she can remember to check her backpack for homework every night …. Not a chance.
Oh yes, homework can be a real chore sometimes.
7 Stages Of My Daughters Reading Homework:
Denial: Every night, my oldest has to read for at least 15 minutes. This is an every night thing. And every night I ask her to grab her homework bag to do her homework. And every night she argues with me that she doesn’t even have homework. Every. Single. Night. “Denial”: It’s not just a river in Egypt ladies and gentlemen.
Realization: This is where she gives in and actually checks her homework bag for homework. And guess what she finds in there every night …. Yep; it’s the homework she never had.
Bargaining: ‘Can I do my homework after dinner time?’ ‘You look tired mom, why don’t you sit down while my sister and I play quietly?’ These are the bargaining tools that usually come into play at this stage. Not going to lie, I fell for each of these at one point in time. I should have known better … the only time my oldest and middle child play quietly is when they are doing something they aren’t supposed to be doing. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
Anger: This is where she gets mad that she has homework. I get it, I really do. She’s in school all day, and then she has to come home and do homework. I can defiantly relate to how she can feel fed-up, and just not wanting to do it. I would much rather be snugging on the couch with a hot cup of coffee after a long day …. But supper needs to be made, diapers need to be changed, baths need to be taken, and homework needs to get done.
Misery: I don’t think I need to say too much about this stage, except if my oldest is miserable about something she has no problem letting you know. And if she can make everyone around her miserable too, she will. Misery loves company after all. And if you have ever been around me when I’m feeling miserable, you will know the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree with this one.
Acceptance: And it’s finally time to get down to the homework! It only took 30 minutes to get to this 15 minutes of reading.
Loss: When she is done her reading homework, I have to sign a little piece of paper that details the book, time, if it was read to her or if she read it. The next day she hands it to her teacher. But somehow she looses this little piece of paper almost every night. I’m not sure how. It’s like 5 feet from the table where we read to where her backpack is suppose to be hung…. suppose to being the key words. It’s almost never hung there.