Don't you just hate it when you walk through the door and behold the post thank god are not bills but then a dreaded letter from your son's school . Don't get me wrong i do not get many of these at all and feel very lucky i have such a good child, but when one comes i think oh no , whats he done.
Well this one was the homework one, well where was the non existant homework and listed for me to see was all the work he was mean't to do. Five questions in all, so after a breif shouting match from me and shouts and rebellion from Jamie we came to a normal level of talking. One of these he has handed in, another he was sick and wasn't even at school and so for the last 3 questions we are now sitting at the kitchen table duly doing what he should have done in the first place.
The trouble is when we dutifully ask our children do they have any homework do we believe them or do we search them asking for evidence.He is now grounded, that he hates,he was meant to be going to a mates on Friday as he has no school, but this is now dabateable we will have to see how we go, and how much he can redeem himself.
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