The wait is over

The real Shelby has arrived.

Just when I thought Shelby might be maturing at school, not getting as many tallies as she traditionally has, and actually getting decent grades (I've been pleasantly surprised thus far by the grades on the papers she's brought home), she goes and shows off her bad self.

She apparently spent a majority of the day goofing around in class, thereby not getting her work done, so she got a tally for that. And, she threw a fit in PE class after defying direct instructions from the teacher (who sent a note home), garnering another two tallies for herself. So, lucky daddy got to spend fifteen minutes in an impromptu meeting with her teacher when I picked her up this afternoon.

And her prize out of all of this? More than two hours of make-up work.

Since the time we got home today (excepting dinner) she's been doing class work that should have been done this afternoon. Wednesday is supposed to be no-homework day. The original plan was to eat dinner and then go to the park. But there has been no park for us today. None. Only school work. School school school. You'd think she'd be tired of it by now.

Even Darby spent most of that same time period this evening doing school work (and practicing piano). So I don't know what's going on (must have been the Chick-fil-A, what they had for school lunch today), but this simply will not do, especially tomorrow, which will be hectic all on its own. Shelby has fencing and Darby has piano lessons and softball. Plus they should both have an expected amount of homework. Having even more to do tomorrow is just not part of the plan, and I sure hope she gets that.


(can you feel the frustration?)