Somehow, on any given evening, our bedroom becomes homework central. It is a mysterious phenonenom seeing that there are plenty of other places kids could gather to do vocabulary words or algebra problems or read the biographies of presidential candidates. I think this is one of the things that annoys me now, but that I may someday miss. One child failed two tests while our tutoring services were otherwise engaged on the lounge chairs of Jamaica, so I will count this as one of the "back to reality" moments of 2015.
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