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My oldest son comes home saying I have a project due tomorrow, Mom. I'm thinking, stress, ok, but stress. So hit me, give it to me, what is it lets get it done.
"I have to get a shoe box and make a snow village" So he goes and finds a shoe box, we work on it together, it takes us about an hour to an hour and a half. It looks good. I get to thinking (watch out), wait a second, why would this be due the next day for God's sake? This is a LOT. We finish it up, put the final touches on it and I decide THEN to open his weekly agenda to see what's what with this snowy project. It's not PPS it's DPS. Dumb parent syndrome. The teacher had written in the agenda, "Snow Village Project due 1/16/06". UGH!
Well damn. It's done now. I should have known not to believe him, he doesn't really have a sense of time or when things are supposed to happen. I told him to turn it in tomorrow. He did the work. Why wait? I tied a few things, I guided him, but he did it. I just sat with him the entire time. I could've been doing one thousand other things but I did that with him. That thing is going in tomorrow. He made snow flakes, hung them from the ceiling, made an ice skating pond, made a snow man out of cotton balls, drew a tree on the back, taped all the little scenes that he colored...it's all done.
Note to self (and you who have kids) always read the directions before project ensues. Ya think?
duh.
--J
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You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
2 comments:
Ok I love ya I do. You are way too crafty that's for sure. Just wondering if my readers would think I was complaining if I wrote this?!?!
You should take pics would love to see it :)
If you read it again, please notice I did not DO the work; he did. I helped him and guided him with motherly advice. He was the crafty one here. I was quite impressed with his thinking pattern. When it comes back home with a grade, I will take a picture and send it on to you.
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