SCHOOL.
Pepper has started Year 7 and seems to be loving it, though the pace is breakneck compared to her primary school. She is really having to be on the ball to remember all the things she needs to bring along, books..bits of uniform...notices..homework (and bring home again) We unearthed a segmented lunchbox which has proved miraculous in organising the lunch packing process. God that kid was taking half an hour to carefully trim and individually wrap every flippin' thing that she took to eat. It was driving me insane watching the clock ticking and her subsequent panic.
And then.
HOMEWORK.
What is the secret to fostering good homework habits?
I have made rules about after school tv, provided a gorgeous desk, cajoled, checked the school diary and asked probing questions about what is due and how to tackle it, but the brick wall seems inpenetrable. shrieking arguments before school are shit for everyone. Watching a teary-eyed darling stomp out the front door is heart breaking. "have a good day" rings a little hollow in the aftermath.
I know it's early days in the school year, but forming good habits is so important. Sadly the primary school did NOTHING (still a bit cranky) and I mean NOTHING (really it was a joke) to encourage a regular practise.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Hey I forgot to say that Mackie turned FOURTEEN yesterday and it was great, he's great. Loved his pressies including the one that ROCKED the most. A Unicycle. So glad we took out private health insurance before the love of circus embedded itself.
RENOVATION.
I know he doesn't.. but I like to fantasize that our builder reads this blog and takes notice when I say...you are fucking INCOMPETENT, we are sick to DEATH of chasing you up to get things finished, if we wanted a SHIT job that we had to organise OURSELVES and would take THIS long, we probably would have gone for the cheapest quote we got instead of the most expensive.
Anyway, sometimes you just have to get these things off your chest. Write a letter to the fucking universe or whatever.
