The Disorganized Apple Does Not Fall Far From the Tree

Oh, pride is really such a hateful jerk.

The things that I’ve always deemed “cool” about myself are coming back to haunt me in the form of an extremely smart and scattered, disorganized 1st grader. The tangled web I have woven for myself. The habits that I now need to undo in me, and work on with him. *sigh*

We’ll have to begin with baby steps, both of us. Tonight, I sat down with him to do his homework. He worked, while I started to pick up the table where he did the homework. As the table got neater, he became more focused. Imagine that. When he was finished, I had him pick up all of his materials and put them back in his backpack and put it by the door. A morning task complete. *sigh*

I was going to take a picture of my workspace that I intend to reorganize and clean tonight, but, let’s face it: I’m just too embarrassed by the disgusting mess that it is. So, tonight, this is my baby step. I need to set the example for him, because he inherited this “cool” disorganization from me.

About Laura

"We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit." -e.e. cummings
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2 Responses to The Disorganized Apple Does Not Fall Far From the Tree

  1. For some reason I can’t “like your posts but just wanted you to know I love them all 😉

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