
On the way home from school yesterday - Kara, my fifth grader tells me she has a book due tomorrow... I said okay, make sure you put it in your backpack when we get home so you'll have it...
No, she says - "I have to write a book with 20 pages..... and every page has to have a drawing" she will be reading her book to the kindergarten classes tomorrow (today)..
My question: "How long have you had this assignment"
Her answer: "One month....."
Me: "How much have you done?"
Her: "Three pages... and they all have to be typed...."
Me: "And why did you wait till the last minute to tell me?"
Her: "I don't know..."
Me: "How much other homework do you have?"
Her: " A lot"
I ordered pizza in and typed all her pages for her.... Her job was to draw and color the pictures.. I go upstairs to check on her progress at 8:30 PM and catch her in the game room watching TV.
Me: " Are you done?"
Her: "No..."
Me: " So why are you watching TV?"
Her: "I don't know.."
Me: "Move it, Missy - ROOM NOW!!!!!"
Over the next hour - I am checking up on her and she's working.... or so I thought... 10:00 PM - past her bedtime... I go into her room and she is practicing her talent show routine....
Me: "Are you done?"
Her: "No...."
Me: " So why are you dancing?"
Her: "I don't know...."
Me: " You have thirty minutes till bed time! MOVE IT"
At 10:30 PM - she is still at her desk...
Her: "Mom, I am almost done"
Me: " Okay, pick up the pace"
At 11:30 PM - she is at her desk asleep... with her complete book lying next to her....