In the parenting class I have been attending one of the biggest complaints by mothers is the difficulty of getting their children to do their homework and do it well. I couldn’t relate at all to this issue, not to say I didn’t think it was real, it just wasn’t my struggle yet.
Until this morning. All it took was one assignment. Homework for a pre-schooler is rare and is mostly intended to make them feel included with their older siblings, but in our case that motivation was entirely lacking. (Due to no older siblings.)
It only took about three minutes before Cameron put his pencil down and said those dreaded words.
It’s going to be a long road to higher education, I can see that now.