Report cards.

 I remember the dreaded report card.... Scary! My parents put my education in my hands. So, it was no surprise when I came home with crappy report cards. I on the other hand seem to be consumed with my girls school work, class work, projects, tests, home work... You get the idea. We as parents are expected to  not just deal with it, but stay on top of it and do it with flare!  Throw in the fund raisers and extra activities & I'm ready for some Alieve and a nap! Sometimes, I don't know if I'm coming or going or which way that is. Why do we go through all of this? For the  dreaded report card.  5 little letter grades determine how you are going to spend the next nine weeks. Don't get me wrong, I know the kids do most of the work, however they would not get it done with out me having to constantly remind them that their HW is in front of them. Not on the ceiling, or out the window.  Not up their nose, or in the fridge. lol those with normal kids know what I mean. If I never say focus again it will be too soon! All in all, the hard work has paid off, my lil ogres are doing fine.  Now off to make them focus! Or get back at the table,or quit hitting your sister. I've told you whats for dinner 3 times now tell me what 3x9 is PLEASE!!!!!!!! CALGON!!!!!!!! Take me away!!!!!!!!!