So, obviously we made it through the first day of school, and amazingly the first week as well. Pretty much every day the damn school has done something to piss me off enough that I want to homeschool. Mostly, it's the line I have to go through in order to drop off and pick up my kid. The amount of cars surrounding the school and the neighboring church is outrageous. I have to get there a half hour before school lets out so that my kid only spends ten minutes or so out in three digit heat instead of a half hour or more. Three grades, K5 - 2, and the damn school has 1,193 students. So, yeah.
In other, yet still related, news...my five year old brought home her first homework assignment yesterday. Yes, homework in kindergarten. Did we ever have homework that young, besides trying to remember not to pick our nose? Anyway, she had to trace and then draw L's and l's, 3 lines of each. I am not shitting you when I say we didn't even get halfway through putting her name on the first line before she sighs really big and says, "I hate studying." I'm sitting there thinking how much I dread this for the next 12 years. The next five minutes go something like this:
She's written: Kie
Me - Kierstyn, what comes next in your name?
Her - I don't know.
Me - Yes you do.
Her - But I'm so tired.
She writes: r
Repeat that for s, then t, then y, then n. Bang your head against the wall half a dozen times and you'll understand exactly how I felt. I dread term paper days.
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