Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Little Rascals

Well, the excitement of being a schoolboy is wearing off. Spencer has decided he doesn't like homework anymore. His teacher made each student a homework book. They are supposed to bring it home every day and practice writing one letter and draw pictures that begin with that letter. A couple of weeks ago he didn't bring it home. When I questioned him, he said his teacher said he didn't have to that day. It happened again and again. Finally I asked his teacher if it was still supposed to come home every day. She giggled and said, "YES!" I guess he thought if he didn't take it home, he wouldn't have to do it. So we had a little chat. Yesterday it was missing again. I packed everybody up and we went over to the school. They were both really mad and bawling on the way over--Spencer because he didn't want his book, and Carson because he had other plans for his afternoon. We found the homework lying on the floor by the coat rack. Good thing we got there before the janitor!

Carson is increasingly "full of it." He can be somewhat of a bully to his big brother. He bops Spencer on the head as he walks by, for no apparent reason. If Spencer is standing in the doorway, he pushes him out and says, "GO!" What a tyrant! He is becoming more and more familiar with the Time Out chair, which is currently the piano bench, turned to face the hallway. He was acting up at dinner one night and I said, "Do you need to go to Time Out?" He suddenly cast his big blue eyes downward and said quietly, "No." He was better after that. I think I have my hands full!

3 comments:

Dori Patterson said...

Yes, I thing you are right, you do have your hands full. I must give Spencer credit for trying, he is testing out the homework waters early.

John and Jan Sherman said...

At least he can't claim his dog ate his homework. Message for Spencer: Grandma says that if he is having problems that he can call her and talk. Grandma loves to talk.

Adam said...

I don't like homework either. I procrastinated as a child and as an adult. I used to hide my bad grades under the refrigerator in the basement, and would leave balk at the idea of bringing home so many books at a time.

Im sensing the "Shermanness".

His dad will have to teach him how to play the game and make it work. "look how easy it is when you do what THEY want" I never figured it out until it was too late!

Great post.