Ummm.. My Kid Was Invited To Join The School’s ‘Disorganized’ Club
I love my daughter’s teacher. She’s smart and makes me laugh. Especially when she wrote to me that she was starting an “Organizational Club,” at school. Bahaha! I can’t stop laughing about it, even though, of course, this teacher means well.
But she’s so witty, this teacher. My daughter is super disorganized. In her defense, she comes home with so much homework, that literally, her knapsack feels like she’s packed for a weeklong getaway, it’s so heavy. There are so many notebooks and pieces of paper that come home with her that, really, I could open a stationary store.
Alas, my daughter can be so disorganized that, last week, I found her bawling in her bedroom, because she had just spent two hours studying for…the wrong test! She loses homework almost daily (but somehow she manages to keep up her grades) and when I say it IS possible for a kid to lose a violin from your front door to the car in the driveway, I mean it. My daughter, to use the oft-cliché, would lose her head if it weren’t attached to her head.
So many mothers, it turns out, have the same problem with their kids, once I posted on FB that this teacher was starting an Organizational Club and made some crack about how we’re too disorganized to get there. But these moms don’t blame their children. Most of the mothers I heard from about my child being disorganized told me that they too are completely disorganized, as are their children.
I am disorganized. My desk is covered with bills, forms, bills, invitations, bills, magazines, and pictures my daughter has drawn for me. My Iphone has more than 60,000 e-mails on it. I am so disorganized, in fact, that it’s a wonder that I remember to pick up my daughter at school (Haven’t forgotten…yet!)
The point is, she comes by her disorganization honestly, like most mothers have told me about their disorganized children.
Even though I have told her numerous times she needs to be more organized, I feel completely hypocritical. It’s like me telling her she can’t eat junk food while I’m stuffing my face with chips. One mother suggested her disorganization was due to hormones. I would like to believe this, but my daughter has ALWAYS been disorganized. She will lose 12 pairs of mittens each winter and come home wearing someone else’s hat and never is her jacket by the front door.