Once, JUST ONCE, I would like us to get all the way through a standard school week without a day when someone forgets to bring some required piece of kit.
It’s not much to ask, is it?
Now Reading
Planned books:
None
Current books:
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House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones
Recent books:
- Long Overdue: Book About Libraries and Librarians by
- I Was Vermeer: The Legend of the Forger Who Swindled the Nazis by Frank Wynne
- French Revolutions: Cycling the Tour De France by Tim Moore
- Friends Like These by Danny Wallace
- Carnage on the Committee by Ruth Dudley Edwards
Oh. I remember the frustration! It seems like only yesterday, even though my youngest is now heading down the final straight at school.
At times like these I comforted myself that I knew at least one quote from the Classics. It went something like “forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit”. It’s from the Aeneid and it means (approximately) “One day we may remember even this with joy”
It’s true. I do
My real nemesis is TinySoup who emulates older Offspring by unpacking and repacking schoolbags in a rather… creative manner.
But it’s not like it’s any skin off my beak! More the frustration that none of my clever aides-memoires (pl?) are really doing the trick.
As for feeling positive about it… ah, I feel another posting coming on…
We’re at the other end of the scale and I have the opposite frustration of the eldest leaving things at school, by accident of course. Except that it’s such a regular occurrence! Music and instruments, mostly, so that he can avoid having to practice. I’ve regained some modicum of control by resurrecting a second instrument at home and photocopying music. I can’t do the same with bits of homework unfortunately. I wonder how old they are when it dawns that they have to take responsibility for themselves?
Yikes!
You mean that one day I’ll be old enough that I have to be a responsible adult?
…Never happened yet…!