First, the photo, because it's so cute:
Rachel took this yesterday. As much as I like the photo, the fact that she took it means that she was not doing what she was supposed to do, namely, her schoolwork. She is days behind in grammar & writing already. As I told Friend Husband this morning, I'm pretty close to done. I'm sick and tired of the spirit of entitlement that I see in 80% of my children. I'm tired of the battles, the huffiness, the sullenness and the nastiness. I would happily trade them for the relative quiet of the insane asylum right now. I would insist that they award me a padded room. I hear those are quieter.
Friend Husband has implemented draconian measures to attempt to get the two educational slackers back on course. I hope they work, but I deplore the fact that they seem necessary. I would no more have slacked off on my work in school than I would have shown up in my skivvies. What is it about them that makes them think it's ok to slack off and make us angry?
No, I'm not really looking for solutions. I'm hoping that we have some now, by removing the things they want most if they don't work. I guess I'm expressing my anguish that this is happening. I'm tired of my dreams shattering and leaving shining shards behind.