the art of homework

every thursday, sweet cheeks brings home a folder from school full of the projects and worksheets that she did that week. i enjoy going over each page with her, asking her questions about the work she did. it is an easy way for me to get a picture in my head of what her days at kindergarten are like.

last week, i didn't look at her homework until after she went to bed. so there i am sitting by my lonesome at the kitchen table looking at her worksheets, flipping them over as i move on to the next one, only to discover some art. i guess if she finishes an assignment early, she just flips the paper over to do some drawing.

one very fine piece of art i discovered was none other than a big red heart with initials inside of it. nope, not sweet cheeks initials. not my initials. not even her daddy's initials. a BOYS initials! wait... it gets better. below the heart were these very letters written out so precisely in capital letters:


what! i was excited to ask sweet cheeks about it the next morning.

poor girl, as soon as i asked her about it, i could see embarrassment cover her face like a mask. she tried to deny all of it, even though the art was right in front of her. i asked her if she learned to write "kissing" from song "sweet cheeks and so-n-so sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g." she, with a very red face, nodded her head yes.

why do i think it is so funny? first of all that she draws hearts around boys names already. that in itself is pretty funny. but the funniest part to me is how elementary school hasn't changed since i was there many, many years ago. it is the same thing year after year, just different kids. the same songs are sung, the same boys torment the sweet girls on the playground, cafeteria food is still gross, the words 'mean' and 'dumb' still hurt, and homework is always a bore.

welcome to your elementary years, sweet cheeks!


Mom said...

You know she will do well, in all she does. It is amazing that we allow our school years and experiences to impact us so much while we are there, yet we remember so little of it, and those we knew, when we are through. Just so you know, it hasn't changed since I was there, many, many, many years ago.

JD said...

Wow! It starts already! LOL at the K-I-S-S-I-N-G!