Homework Lee Family Style

     Barry and I were married in September 2013, as I have said in previous post.  This most logical union ( I must pause and say that there will be Star Trek references) added to my already wonderful family.  I now have in my possession four children instead of just two.  There is my step-son Matthew 17, William 11, Abby 10, and my step-son Triptyn 10.  The fun fact about Abby and Trip is they were born a day apart.  The point of this is imagine what homework must be like for our family.  It can be stressful and rewarding.  The stress comes in when I realize that kids are slower when homework is due.  The reward play into this family event when they actually want to go bed.  My son William never wants to go to bed, but  has matured over the summer.  He seems to understand that if going to bet at a more appropriate time then he will by chance have a good day tomorrow.  It has become a welcomed change rather than the "5 more minutes?".  It's hard to turn down the most gorgeous eyes that has ever come across my gaze.  I had to say NO!  It was worth it to see the fruit of my resolve to kids who understood that sleep is a must.
     May I say that I can't believe that kids are doing the basic form of Algebra in the 6th grade.  I just remember trying to learn fractions.  It's been my goal to pay close attention because my son gets it.  He gets the order of things, but when he is against showing his skills he rather choose bedtime than completing homework.  I could honestly say that I could see the struggle in his face rather the struggle to just find something else to do instead of homework.  I can relate to this because if I sat at the dinning room table long enough my parents would either make things easier or just tell me to go to bed.  I am trying not to go that route, yet understand the temptation.  Why is it that when homework isn't welcomed kids seem to go slower?
     Abby has told me everyday since she had homework that she would like to do it after dinner.  We were finishing up dinner tonight.  She came up to me, told me that it was time to do homework and Barry sat down and helped her with the "Common Core" math.  Common Core is a topic for another day.  When did these kids become responsible adults?  I don't mean that they are perfect because perfect they are not.  The have made the connection with homework and bedtime equals the following good day.  I am proud and amazed at these people that I have loved me through all things these last few years. 

Blessings to you,
Natalie