Homework at 30
I never thought I’d still be doing homework at the age of 30 but that’s precisely what I was doing the other night. Let me explain, you see my seven year old came home from school with a note saying that she needed an Easter bonnet for the Easter parade. No problems, I’ll buy some cardboard tomorrow and we’ll whip something up. Then I realised the note clearly stated the bonnet was due the next day! It was 4pm I had no car and 3 children to look after, there was no way I was getting to the shops for supplies. One day’s notice didn’t seem fair to me but who’s going to argue with a school? So that night I found myself with crayons and paper sewing little hand drawn eggs and two big rabbit ears onto the tattered remains of an old mens hat. I was staying up late doing homework! I thought I had outgrown that stage of my life but obviously homework is one of those things that comes full circle back into your life, again and again and again.
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