Mommadosey

So this week my family and I are traveling.  It’s spring break.  We have grade school children.  It’s what we do.

But while I’m gone feel free to still visit me over at Twitter .

I promise to be slightly entertaining and keep my cheering for the Oklahoma State Cowboys down to a minimum.

Wooooooohooooooo!  Go Cowboys!

But before I go I have to tell you a little story.

My kids both do Kumon .  Kumon, for those of you who don’t know, is an academic program that helps kids with Math and English.  The kids who participate have homework every day, 7 days a week.

Yeah.  It’s a hard sell some days to these kids of mine.

But they do it.

So today I finished grading my son’s Kumon, and told him to go put it up.

He fell down on the floor to his knees with his arms outstretched with a “Why is this happening to me?” look on his face.  I half expected a “STELLLLAAAAA!” to come out of his mouth.

“What’s wrong?” his father inquired.

“My whole day has been like this.” he complained about to cry.  “This has happened to me 5 times.”

His father now laughing, “Are you talking about getting your Kumon box out again and putting your homework away?”

“Ye-e-e-esssssss.” he cried.  “This day has been horrible!”

Oh Lord.

I think the drama gene has kicked in.

I don’t know where he got it.

Oh and…

 Go Pokes!!!

Post Note:  When I read this post to my son his only reply was, “You know I pulled a muscle when I dropped to my knees.  No really.  It still hurts.”  I swear.  You can’t make this stuff up.

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