You ever tell your kids something, but feel like they just don’t grasp what you’re saying no matter how many times you say it? I feel like I’m talking to myself sometimes as they stare blankly back at me.

Tonight the struggle was over grades with the Mayor telling me 6th grade is hard. Well that very well maybe the case, his grade isn’t poor because he’s struggling with the material. His grade is poor because he’s not completing the homework. Unquestionably, it’s beyond frustrating when a kid’s grade falls because of a lack of effort, focus, prioritization and honesty.

I think sometimes they forget that we can see their grades as often as their teachers update them. We had a conversation about Newsela last night. My hubby and I were explicitly told that Newsela wasn’t part of his coursework. Guess what, according to Edline tonight, it is a pretty sizable part of his grade. Unfortunately, he didn’t do it regularly throughout the quarter and is now paying for it dearly.

Clearly, it was one of those nights that needed to be spent in the yoga silk with peace and serenity and no Bravo Sierra. In the meantime, the WiFi to the Xbox and Roku has been cutoff for them. Pending their final grades on Friday, both boys maybe headed to the dreaded “flip phone zone.” No more iPhone for them!