Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wit's End, We Meet Again

How do you lose your whole backpack? How?

Maybe the question I should be asking myself is, who would want to steal a whole backpack?

No, no. I think I was right the first time.

Here's the thing. I don't know what to do with this kid. Today also happened to be progress report day. You know all those times I asked him on Saturday night or Sunday night--or any night, really--"is all your homework done?"

And you know how he said, "yes" and then proceeded to play Wii, or watch lame videos on the computer, or stay glued to his DS or his brother's DS and the only way I'd find out is because I happened to notice light coming from under the doorway at 10pm?

Well, evidently, his definition of "done," and my definition of "done" were not the same.

What do I do?

Well, other than the obvious--all screen off limits until I have proof that all homework has been turned in. And he feels bad about it. He really does. I just don't think he can organize himself well enough to figure out how to do everything. Which really isn't that much until it all piles up.

Or disappears when he loses the backpack.


1 comment:

Natalie said...

I have never met your children, yet I know them so well from your blog writings. I knew which one you were talking about right away. I also have one like him, so I feel your pain.