Kayley and I just had a very tense discussion about homework, and more specifically, TURNING IT IN. I don’t know why it’s so easy for her to send a thousand text messages a day, but so difficult to turn in her homework. Tears were shed by her and by myself as well. And I confiscated her phone. I’m debating whether or not to answer all her messages to Dylan, posing as Kayley. That’d just be mean, though, now wouldn’t it?

I’ve made a decision about the homework battle. It’s her baby now. She’s a quarter of the way through 8th grade and I’ve been dragging her by the nostril since the first week of 6th grade to turn her rubber duckin’ homework in. And I’m just done with it. I almost hope she flunks 8th grade, because I don’t see how she’s going to figure this nonsense out otherwise.

Not a lot of joy in the LaLa household this evening, I’m afraid.

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