End of Year Shenanigans

So, it’s no secret that the days of my son having to get up to get to school are coming to an end. Ahhh, school night protocols are coming to an end, at least for three months.  In our home, he begins the countdown about 6 weeks before that glorious last day of school.  I have to admit, the year went by like it was a week, until I think about all the nights of homework at the dining room table. 

Here it is the last full week of school for my young man.  He will close out his sixth grade year with many memories and experiences.  I’m not sure why I think we are on the downward side of the school mountain, but I did, that is until the last few nights.  I’m already in “school’s out” mode; and he abruptly bursts my bubble with his numerous homework projects that HAVE to be done tomorrow!  Ugh, really Mr. and Mrs. Teacher?  Don’t you know I’m over this school year thing?  Like, I’m all about academics; but it’s the last full week of school!  For 9 months, I have complied with all the requirements to support my son so he can pass your class, but it’s the last week and now you tell my son, he needs to find baby pictures, write an end of year summary, learn some new pattern thingy in math; which I can’t even comprehend with the help of Google and, read 100 pages before tomorrow? 

Last night at 8:33, I was officially over being a parent of a child in school, I had to excuse myself and go in the bathroom and lament like I was the child who had to meet these deadlines.  I decided I could tell my son that it’s on him and good luck with that.  But, I realized that wasn’t probably the best support decision, so out of the bathroom I come, reluctantly offering my help dissolving any and all hopes of getting to bed early. 

I’m grateful for the education my son is getting, but these end of school year projects, books, summaries, and tests…..I’m ready to be done.  Anyone else feel my pain?  Can I get a witness?? LOL

Tonight, I wait to see what awaits our attention as I adjust my attitude.  Realizing, these nights will one day, too soon be memories and off to college, he will go.  I wonder if I’ll go with him?  Just kidding!  Be blessed these last days of school. 

PS. Mr. and Mrs. Teacher, thank you for your end of year expectations.  It is teaching my son to stick with it until the end.  

 ~ Kendel's Mom