Hello, friends! I am making a stop over at BLUNTmoms today, writing about the unbelievable joys of keeping my kids mentally stimulated over the summer. I would make an amazing teacher, you know?
That’s a lie. I would make a terrible teacher. I have no patience and my own children drive me insane. Can you imagine how I would fare with 20+ wee people? It would get ugly. Fast.
So, take a hippity hop over and visit me, and all the other awesome writers, at BLUNTmoms.
As a preview, I offer you one way I fail as a teacher:
1. Even when I am right, I am wrong. I tried to help my son with a math packet he has to complete before school starts. He was having a problem, and I, being ever so helpful, tried to explain it to him. His response? “You don’t know how it’s done! And now, it will be wrong! And I’ll never get the right answer!” Yes, I meant to ruin your academic career, tiny human.
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