Mom, why does homework exist?
Ummmm, because your teacher assigned it.
No mom, why does homework exist ever?
Go ask your dad.
As the mom of a first grader I’m just starting to experience the wrath of nightly homework. And let me just tell you that I’m not looking forward to the next 12 years of it.
I know, I know that he should be doing it on his own. But he’s just learning to read fluently and frankly many of his assignments include reading. And it’s not like he is going to willingly put down his bayblades, legos, pirate costume, tennis racquet, etc. for the chance to do math! And read!
In order to help psyche Darren up for homework (for the rest of his life) I’m getting him a personalized dry erase chart for his desk from OCD. This way he can feel the satisfaction of checking things off or just erasing the assignment and pretending like it never existed.
Is it wrong that I’m sort of OK with either one?