HOW NOT TO WRITE YOUR KID'S HOMEWORK

Even when you know you'd fucking crush it!

I do not think of myself as a tiger mom, but I expect my kids to put real effort into their schoolwork. They do not have to excel in every subject. I believe a little struggling is good for building grit. But if I do not see them trying, I lose my shit. Luckily for Sid, my math skills stopped progressing after second grade. If he says an answer is correct, I believe him- I have no choice. When it comes to personal essays, however, I have standards.

Maybe it isn’t fair to expect him to be a naturally gifted storyteller. I wasn’t at his age. At least not on paper. I was dyslexic and left-handed. I had a head full of ideas, but when I tried to write them down, the only words that came out were: “I hate my mom’s new boyfriend.” Now writing is one of the few things I’m genuinely good at, aside from hating my mom’s boyfriends, and I want to share what I’ve learned.