Today was a one cup of coffee day.
Not by choice. The fact is my family went into self destruct mode this morning of epic proportion.
We had tears, yelling, more tears, more yelling, a few F bomb’s dropped along the way. A little bit more yelling a few more tears. Than calm came to us all as we hoped in the car. It was like we all took a deep breath and thought I don’t have to see you for a whole 6 hours.
Except for….. walking in the school gate I ask Master 8 if he had his homework that is due, that we spent the morning yelling over to get it done in time. It did get done in time after I started to write a note to Mrs B about why it wasn’t done. That seemed to motivate Master 8 to finish it.
So life lesson to Master 8 you are now older enough to pack your bag. Make sure you put the homework in your school bag. He now has to write 100 maths facts for not taking his homework in.
Now time to boil the jug.