A new school year is upon us.
The morning went swimmingly, no issues whatsoever.
Then noon hit. (cue eerie music)
I warmed up some leftovers, sat down for lunch, ate just one
bite. Then Jacob asked a question about
his geometry. I left my meal to go look
at his book with him. As we were looking
over his math problem, suddenly Carina asked, “What’s that noise?” I asked her to check on it while Jacob and I
worked.
She left the room, and immediately I heard her exclaim, “Charlie! Bad, bad boy!”
Charlie, for the first time ever, had taken advantage of my
empty chair and full plate. Yes, he was
gobbling down my quiche. The last slice.
Carina carried my now-decimated meal into the schoolroom,
followed by Charlie, who was delightedly licking his chops, not at all upset
over the scolding he had just received.
As far as he was concerned, the reward was well worth it. I fed the rest of my slobbered-over food to
the other dogs, and found myself something else to eat.
Yes, behavior problems in the homeschool environment are
definitely significantly different than the behavior issues you get in the
public schools.
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| Okay, I forgive you. |
