You think YOU’VE got problems?

Overhead at my kitchen table yesterday morning, on my way to the basement with a load of dirty clothes:

6-year-old, bent over a math worksheet: Utters a DEEP, EXASPERATING sigh.

Me: “Everything okay?”

6-year-old: “Yeah…fine…. I’m just having one of those days when you can’t remember how to write a ‘4′.”

4 Responses to “You think YOU’VE got problems?”


  1. 1 southerngirlmusings June 20, 2007 at 3:13 am

    That is hilarious! I love those homeschooling moments!

  2. 2 Katherine June 20, 2007 at 3:13 pm

    This should be a poster.

  3. 3 RegularMom June 20, 2007 at 3:51 pm

    Yeah, it should.

    And then, this morning, she discovered that she left her current favorite stuffed animal outside all night long and it got soaked in last night’s rainstorm.

    And then, after we got a towel and ceremonially rubbed the stuffed pegasus down and set it out on a table to dry, she accidentally broke her current favorite bracelet.

    She pulled too hard on the elastic and it snapped and beads went flying all over the kitchen floor. So, we gathered as many beads as we could find and saved them for a possible repair later on this week.

    I tell you…this kid is NOT having a good week.

  4. 4 Robinella June 21, 2007 at 1:51 am

    ~~*Poor Baby*~~ It’s nice to have a place to record all these little things worth remembering.

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