My stepson, describing the new reward system put in place for his classroom: “We get chips, and each chip equals five minutes of playtime—the computer, or DS or whatever—and if you get twenty-five chips you get a totally free day, but that takes a long time BUT if you get ten chips, it’s one free assignment!” (I swear there were five more levels but I can’t remember them.)
Me “That’s really great. QUICK! Which faucet is hot and which one is cold?”
Stepson: “I don’t know.”
*pitched off the Bridge of Death*
Husband: “That’s just mean.”
Also? Trying to get my kid to identify dirty laundry so I can have it clean for tomorrow was a feat and a half. Finally I stomped up the stairs, yelling.
Me: “I’m beginning to question your G.A.T.E. classification!”
From the other room: “What’s GATE?”
I rest my case.
*Gifted and Talented Education
