Although I strive to be an active participant in my children's school lives, the reality is that I often fall short of this goal.
Take, for instance, the kindergarten reading log. This is a hideous green folder in which I am to record all material I read to Boy Wonder on a weekly basis. Three entries is the minimum acceptable, four entries per week is OK, but the goal is to have five or more entries by Friday every week.
Today is Thursday, and though we've been fighting our way through Pippi Longstocking, I have yet to make a single reading log entry. You see, my job requires that I track my time and bill for it by the tenth of an hour, so making entries in the reading log feels like work. Also, we lose the folder all the time, and hunting for it creates further disincentive to complete this dreaded task. And I've only read Pippi twice this week, so even if I fill the reading log out, I still fail.
Can I just make a confession here? I hate the reading log. It is Homework for Parents. And sometimes I don't want to read to Boy Wonder. I want to go to bed.
Speaking of homework, homework for kindergartners comes home on Tuesdays, to be returned the next day. Why Tuesday? I don't know. And why homework for kindergartners? Again, I don't know. But today is Thursday, and Boy Wonder noted in the car this morning that he STILL hasn't turned in his homework for the week. In fact, he dramatically struck his six year-old forehead as he exited the car, worriedly saying, "Oh no, Mom. I forgot my homework AGAIN."
And what did I do?
Another mamafail moment.
Since I'm on some sort of confessional kick here, did I mention that I lost my temper at my kids this morning? Really, for no good reason? Major mamafail.
Internet, I'm going to try to do better.