This is NOT what you want when you do homework with your son. Tears. No. Tears aren’t good. Not good at all.
These days Quintus does well when it comes to his homework. He doesn’t give up easily. He doesn’t feel inadequate. There’s even brief moments of enjoyment.
Last night it was different though. Homework had him in tears.
He just couldn’t spell the one word correctly. Just couldn’t. He was working himself up into hysteria. I tried to get him to take a break but he wouldn’t. Instead he blamed his brothers for
breathing talking and playing outside.
I finally convinced him to go outside and we did the spelling on the driveway. He loved the idea and got the spelling right without too much hassle.