We're in Texas, and as soon as our kids have taken the dreaded and ridiculous STAAR test, that's it, we're done. We have nothing left to give. These are the days I wish I was patient enough to homeschool, when we could take our time and enjoy the last part of the school year. But alas, I'm stuck in public school hell.
The end of the year brings nine million activities, events, programs, field trips and a plethora of parent participation. No. Just no. I have nothing left to give. You have worn me down and broken me.
My calendar is overflowing with end of the year crap and I just want to say 'no'. But I can't, because then I would be the bad mom {even though all of you are thinking the same thing}. So, I'll be there, with some sort of semblance of being put together. Probably with my hair in a top knot because at this point in the year I could care less, I just want it to be over. I make no promises of getting things turned in, my mind has left the land of due dates and timelines and is dreaming of the beach and summer getaways.
I still can't figure out why it's this way every year. I mean Spring Break wasn't even 2 months ago. So why, why is it that every April I want to throw in the towel? And the worst part...it only gets worse the older they get. More activities, more things they have to fill out, more homework. I can't.
I'm with you parents. We will get through this. And hopefully, my being over it will not be a direct reflection on the student my child aims to be, because bless her, she adores school. But she does hate homework.
