Today's Lesson Will Be ... Later. Let's Do It Later.

Wednesday

Aug052015

The youngest member of our family changes moods more often than she changes diapers, so it's really no big accomplishment to make her mad. Look at her wrong, hand her the pink pacifier instead of the other pink pacifier, give her the blueberries she asked for, it doesn't matter. Pissing her off is just a matter of timing.

The good news is that before you can figure out what you've done to make her mad, she's over it. Generally speaking, she's a pretty happy baby.

The better news is that the resident Big Kid was a pretty happy baby and has held on to that temperament. She is usually in a good mood. Though, it is possible to get under her skin.

Just forget to tell her about the homework that was assigned for the summer.

WHOOPS.

This is the first year that Alexis' school has made reading a book and writing a report over the summer mandatory. Since it's the first time, it wasn't communicated as well as it could have been. I mean, I knew about it, but it wouldn't have been hard at all to completely miss the information. Because of that and a multitude of other reasons, the assignment never really hit my radar. I kind of don't care of Alexis reads the specific required book (Which, REALLY? Do we REALLY have to require that the entire 4th grade read the exact same book? Why does school administration hate me so much? Do they realize that the library only has one copy? I have lots of questions.). Alexis goes through four to five books each week. She reads plenty and well above her grade level.

Basically, if anybody wants to make a stink about Alexis not completing the "mandatory" assignment, I'm willing to fight about it. BRING. IT. ON.

Alexis, of course, sees the situation entirely differently. She found out about the assignment at summer camp because kids her age talk to each other. IMAGINE THAT! Alexis doesn't need to hear things from me anymore!

She was pretty annoyed with me that she learned about it from her friends. Like I said, WHOOPS!

She was madder when I told her it was fine if she didn't do it. NO IT IS NOT FINE, MOM. It's funny how she can use intonation to turn that simple one syllable word, MOM, into everything from an insult to a plea.

The conversation about the assignment went from "Why didn't you tell me?" to "You are ruining my life!" in about 3.2 seconds because Alexis has managed to work herself into a complete panic over completing the assignment in time.

School starts in a month.

So.

Plenty of time to read 50 or so pages and write a report. PLENTY OF TIME.

Alexis doesn't see it that way.

Um, how is it that a child of mine sucks at procrastination? I don't understand.