The truth about Mother's Day is you rarely get what you actually want. When I was a mom of younger kids what I really wanted was to sleep in, skip church, eat ice cream in my bed alone and pretend to not have kids for 24 hours. Not that waking up to the sound of kids fighting at 6:30 am so you can have breakfast in bed by 7:00 am isn't great too, but.... To be fair I've had some great gifts to mark this day in the past, but in my experience a gift seems to lessen the responsibility of answering to my beck and call and I prefer to be waited on.
Besides, what I really want for Mother's Day this year isn't possible. Sure, a maid would be nice, maybe a day at the spa, perhaps a double header of Dancing With The Stars to watch William Levy muster up a Cuban salsa number would rock my world - all good options to show your beloved your gratitude for ALLTHETHINGSTHEYDOFORYOU, but what I want? What I really want?
No.
Homework.
Is anyone out there shouting out a "hallelujah" or an "amen" in this regard? I'm telling you, having older kids is much more suited to my psychological well being but the homework has a tendency to kill my happiness. I mean, don't reel me in with tales of sleeping through the night and trips to
Disneyland where everyone is tall enough for EVERY ride and then give me
Holy Crap I Forgot To Major In Math So I Could Get My Kids Through High School. Sure, our kids are old enough now that we don't need babysitters. But they are also old enough that they have to read War & Peace over the weekend and write a 15 page summary about how it reminds them of their family by Monday. Which means a date night on Saturday only drags out the meltdown through Sunday. Total buzz kill. It reminds me how I felt when I got all excited about Pierce Brosnan being in The Lightning Thief, only to find out they had covered him in facial hair and stuck him in a wheelchair for his role. Honestly, if you're going to reel me in with "Pierce Brosnan" I'm going to need a suit, some wingtips and a steely gaze. Don't kill it and give me the Geico caveman.
No homework. That's what I want.
I think I'm ready for summer.
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I was just thinking about this. I've got a third and fourth grader. How did I spend my Mother's Day?
Reading my fourth grader's biography to her because she JUST COULDN'T GET THROUGH A BOOK WITHOUT MAGIC IN IT BY HERSELF. Two hours later when that was done, the next hour and a half was spent going over some of the third grader's words with her for the district spelling bee on Thursday. Then I cleaned up the kitchen mess from the lovely but very hurried breakfast (read sink full of dishes) Hubby made before he ran to catch a plane at 8:30 that morning.
You're telling me it gets worse?
Amen sistah! I'm losing my mind this morning. Nice post.
The count down has begun. Not just for this year, but for all years. 1 year for Zac, 5 years for William and 8 years for Max and then no homework for me!
Also hiring a tutor for that upper level math has been a lifesaver too. Pete is too lazy and I just can't remember how I passed those math classes, even the college one.
That is the main reason I am looking forward to summer. And mine is still young enough that I can help him with it.
Amen! Especially after the stupid science fair project that we just did.... ugh
I am so with you on this! I am sick.to.death. of homework!
Oh, I've so missed your blog...was it cuz you were busy doing homework?! :(
A-MEN! This spring will (maybe--we're holding our breath) be my fourth graduation from high school, and the last time I go to middle school. The summer can't come fast enough!
Amen. I just looked over my shoulder to check to see if my daughter's diorama went with her to school. It did. I hate delivering misplaced homework most of all.
This made me laugh.
It also made me thankful my kids are out of school!
Good luck on making it to the end.
This made me laugh.
It also made me thankful my kids are out of school!
Good luck on making it to the end.
So right there with you!!
Missing your blog! Where did you go??
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