“Go do your homework!” I tell my son, exasperatedly. Unfortunately, he has extra homework this weekend because he was sick for 3 days earlier this week.
Then I hear it. Drag, scrape, drag, scrape. I look up and see this:
And I hear him say, “It’s like a ball and chain, only it’s a backpack. School is a prison. Ugh.”
He looks up with his little quirky grin. The one where he’s trying to keep a straight face, but can’t help but chuckle at his own clever joke.
On the one hand, I bust out laughing with him. He’s turning out to be quite a funny young man. However, I feel for him.
I’d rather he were outside riding his bike, building a fort, inventing a robot or something else right now.
So much homework for these kids. And so little time for life.