It's the first of the month. That means it's "statement day". It is one of my duties at work to run the monthly statements, and oversee the process of getting them mailed by day's end. We mail about 2200 statements. It stinks, let me tell ya. It's not hard, but so time consuming, and now I'm a full day and a half behind on my daily work. 12 hours a day isn't enough right now.
Then I got home and Natalie had homework. Now, don't get me wrong, I think homework is a good thing. The problem is, I do more homework than they do. I love my kids and spend time with them, but school's now send home assignments that encourage working together. "Ask a parent to help you________." "Explain to a parent _______, ask them if they have any examples." Cut pictures from a magazine of _______ and glue them on the _______." (we don't take magazines, it's half an hour until bedtime and it's due tomorrow.)
I graduated in 1987. I shouldn't have to do first grade homework anymore...or third grade homework...or 10th grade homework. Mother-of-the-year I ain't.
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You have my sympathies, hon. I often do work at home, but it's work I get paid to do. I have no desire to do all the pointless busy-work that American public schools assign. I can't ever remember my parents helping me with my homework -- they were too busy being adults.
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