Not today

During the summer, I have Jilliane write/do math to keep up her skills for the upcoming school year. (And so she isn't a slug in front of the TV the whole summer. Because she would be if we let her....And to keep her occupied for a couple minutes.)

Sometimes, she tests my patience with the whole "I-don't-know-how-to-do-this act" or the "I'm-too-tired-to-write-but-not-too-tired-to-jump-around-and-scream-like-a-crazy-kid act" or even the "I-don't-know-how-to-read-suddenly" attitude.

So, one day, after a huge bout of complaining...she quiets down and I see her writing.

I look over and find this:

Oh Jilliane....what to do with you?

Madeleine