I've decided that comments of stress humor between trusted friends cures a lot. Like chippy students looking for a challenge at the end of a Monday, or one's own kids turning up their nose at what's for dinner. And what that doesn't fix, chocolate can.
Today I saw a most fabulous quote by Tom Stoppard posted at the end of a dear friend's email, "Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little." This is the present problem. My "inner Sherry" is utterly inspired by this concise, just-right verbiage about which I agree, totally. (How's that for not really the right words?) But my call of duty to "Mommy-ness" is all about nudging a 5th grader to finish some math.
I've decided that as it's only a Monday and near bedtime, it is time to reconcile that this rotation of energy has been expended. Another path will be trod tomorrow.
Today I saw a most fabulous quote by Tom Stoppard posted at the end of a dear friend's email, "Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little." This is the present problem. My "inner Sherry" is utterly inspired by this concise, just-right verbiage about which I agree, totally. (How's that for not really the right words?) But my call of duty to "Mommy-ness" is all about nudging a 5th grader to finish some math.
I've decided that as it's only a Monday and near bedtime, it is time to reconcile that this rotation of energy has been expended. Another path will be trod tomorrow.
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