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School

To homework or not to homework, that is the question


(My little delinquent adding to the art space in our town)

There is only one week left of school. The last two days are half days, so they really aren’t of any educational value. They are more suited to messing up my work schedule and messing with a full week of camp. Grrrr! Typical in our town 🙂

The other night I asked Jack if he had any homework. He said no. Now let me point out, he absolutely knows that studying for a test is considered homework. So if he has an upcoming test, then the nights before the test should be considered study/homework. Right? Ugh.

That is very weak foreshadowing LOL. 

However, Jack did say that he did not have homework. So we did lots of other things, like watch TV, go for a walk with the dog, hang around outside, etc.

In the morning, we had this discussion.

Jack: oh no, I’m so worried about my two tests today. I have Spanish and science tests and I hope I do OK!

Me: what? You didn’t tell me you had tests today! Why didn’t you study last night? I would’ve helped you.

Jack: because you made me watch TV and go for a walk. I didn’t have any time!

Me: wait a minute, I asked you if you had any homework and you said no. Why didn’t you say something then?

Jack: I didn’t have any homework. Studying is not homework because it’s not mandatory.

Me: (really) But you know if you have a test, I can help you study and then you won’t have to worry so much. Why didn’t you point that out to me last night?

Jack: because I didn’t worry about it last night. We studied all week for both tests. 

Me: well, put your iPod away right now and study with breakfast. At least you’ll have some studying under your belt before you go to school.

Jack: no, I’m fine. I know they will be easy tests because we studied all week. So I don’t have to study right now.

Me: then what was all the fuss just now about not studying? If you think you’re fine, then why all the drama? Really. 

Jack: don’t you know, that’s just my way of worrying a little bit before a test. (Big smile)

Me: sigh.

At least he knows himself! And how is it that I hadn’t figured this out yet??


Quote of the day: After School


The first thing Jack said after he got off the bus…

Jack: Mom, I’ll hang onto the car roof And you drive up the driveway.

me: Sigh.


Goldilocks and the 3 homeworks


Is it too hard, really easy or just right? Who knows!!??

me: Hey how was school?

Jack: OMG I have SOOOOO much home work!!!! Aaarrrggghhh!

me: How much?

Jack: I don’t know, I haven’t checked.

me: Checked your… notes??? That you wrote?

Jack: Yeah. Duh. 

Later…

me: Hey Jack do you want to walk Moca now or after your homework?

Jack: Let’s go now, my homework isn’t that bad. I can do it after.

me: Oh? What do you have?

Jack: I didn’t check yet!!! Sheesh!

Later…

me: How’s it going in there?

Jack: Math is done, Social Studies almost done and…

(Doorbell rings, Moca freaks out and Jack trips over himself to get to the door)

Jack: Mom can I go outside!

me: You have homework. Remember?

Jack: (talking really fast) I’m done with math, and only have one EASY paragraph for Social Studies and Spanish is two EASY sheets. Piece of cake… I can do it later in like 5 minutes. 

me: Sheesh.

He just came crashing in the door as I’m typing this.

Jack: Going to finish my homework!

He’s a good boy 😉


That’s a Big Pickle



I was in the kitchen the other day cutting one of those obscenely large whole pickles down to manageable slices when Jack walked in. He has recently started to dislike pickles. Every time I offer one to him he says NO. 

Jack: Oh can an I have one?

me: (???) I thought you hated pickles?

Jack: No I love them!

me: Come on. You never want them any more and you told me not to pack them in your lunch.

Jack: Yeah not when they’re whole and shaped like that. That’s just awkward! 

me: Ooohhhhhhh…

Mystery solved. You could get beat up in 7th grade for having a lunch item shaped like that. 

😁


Ninja Stars by any other name…


Jack came in the house after school waving some dollar bills.

me: Whered you get that?

Jack: School.

me: From what? (He held out a small paper disc)

me: What’s this?

Jack: Ninja Star. I make them and sell them at school… 25 cents each or 5 for a dollar.

me: Hmmm that doesn’t sound legal. I hope you’re not making these during class.

Jack: No, at lunch. Someone helps me with the setup.

me: These are pretty cool. 

Jack: Don’t worry. I read the school handbook. This isn’t gambling. 

me: What about weapons?

Jack: It’s not a weapon. It’s a Japanese star of wisdom!


A Break from #DebateNight

Ugh! Are you with me? Yeah so I needed a little humor break because apparently Lester isn’t able to keep control of this debate.

ANYWAY…

Jack: My math teacher is so cool. He lets us leave early from class. He even let’s us talk during fire drills.

me: Why does he do that?

Jack: Well, he wants to get back to his office quickly after our class so he lets us go early. And we talk during fire drills because he says he doesn’t get paid enough to care. 

me: Wha…?


Sign those yearbooks!

Jack got his yearbook today. He was so excited to have everyone sign it and then to show me all the pictures. I got to see the girl that they called “Richard” all year long, even though I told Jack that it sounded mean.

I saw mustaches drawn on all the faculty members that were considered “less than desirable”.  And I saw kids that I remembered from 1st and 2nd grade that now look like mini adults!

me: Jack, look! That’s Isabella from Kindergarten!

Jack: Huh? It is?? I thought that was somebody totally different! That’s so funny!

me: Who’s the girl that everyone likes and thinks is pretty in 6th grade?

Jack: Ewwww. No one!

me: Hmmm guess that’ll hit next year. Wait, you’ll see.

Jack: Look, that’s me with the seriously bad Mohawk.


me: Wow that is probably the worst photo I’ve ever seen of you.

Jack: Thanks…   Oh look at Alex! That’s when his eyebrows were shaved off… Hahaha… Look you can see it if you look close….


me: ???

Ahhh the memories of 6th grade. 

Hope those suckers grow back, Alex.