The Joke is On Me
The Joke Is On Me November 16, 2011 These are the kind of moments that make it all worthwhile: Xander was having a rough morning. She didn't understand her math, and I couldn't help her. I asked her to sit and think until I could get to her. Since I had my hands in bread dough, she knew it would be awhile. She grew anxious. On the one hand, she HATES waiting. She likes to get things done, and she lacks patience. On the other hand, she assumed she would get it all wrong if she started the page, and she REALLY hates having to redo her work. We had a near crisis at one point, when she thought she had indeed completed half the page in error. At that point I was able to spare the time to help her. She hadn't been wrong, after all. I calmed her down and set her going again with confidence. She eased into a comical sarcasm and continued on with her homeschool work. I told her it was time for spelling. "Oh great!" she blurted, alon...