Help with Homework

Everyday after school, I give The Kid 5 minutes (well, we call it 5 minutes - it's usually more like 15 or 20) and then we sit down together to do homework. After researching the homework issue I know that The Kid has more than most anyone we know. We spend a minimum of an hour and up to two hours every night except Wednesdays and Fridays. (And, don't get me wrong, it's not that he doesn't have homework on Wednesdays or Fridays, it's just that we choose to give him a break. We only do what has to be done to squeak by on those days.) Anyway, The Kid has this school desk and he pulls it close to me, we get out the homework box and the fun begins! And it goes on and on and on and on.......

My job is to encourage him along on the independent stuff, make him write the answers neatly, listen to him read, and then to call out all the stuff he has to study for upcoming tests.

All this to say that it occurs to me that he never once has asked me to give him this much focused attention. I just do it and have done it since the beginning of the year. (He has, however, on more than one ocassion thanked me!) I don't mind it so much except that I'd rather spend the time with him walking in the park or reading what we choose.

Well yesterday we had guests over after school whose mom is in the hospital and so we had homework time all together. There were somed serious differences in their tasks. Each one of the other boys had only one worksheet, The Kid had 4. They had no required reading assignment so I made them each read a book, cause The Kid had to read two stories in one book and begin a book report on another. They did not have a list of three tests to study for on Friday either. During the course of doing homework, one of the guests asked, "Do you help him with his homework everyday? We do ours by ourselves."

At first I thought I might be a terrible mom for sitting with The Kid each day, but before I said anything, The Kid looked up long enough to reply matter-of-factly, "Of course she does." No other words just a quiet affirming acceptance of the fact that I will always be sitting in the chair beside him.

I started thinking that I am so glad God hangs around me even when I don't ask. I can count on the fact that when I do pull my chair up, He will have time for me. But bigger than that I can know that He never leaves me alone to figure stuff out on my own.

Thank you, God, for helping me with my "homework." Sometimes the assignments seem so big, but i am grateful that I can count on you to be sitting there, helping me and encouraging me even when I forget to ask.