Tuesday, January 30, 2007
My son is a bit of a perfectionist.
On the last day of Christmas break, he was overwhelmed at the thought of returning to the pressures of grade three. He'd been told that after the break, the students would be expected to complete their classroom work in handwriting. Their printing days would be over.
Micah couldn't fall asleep.
He cried inconsolably.
He was sure he could not succeed.
I imagine that he cursed the cursive.
And now we can all see why. I mean, with a little bit of effort, he surely could have written "dry" properly.
I guess I'll just have to increase his beatings.
I'll have to ask the hard questions;
"Why can't you do anything RIGHT?"
Maybe after that I'll write a parenting book.