Sleep has been much improved this week, thankfully. I know it's only Tuesday, but I'm hopeful.
At any rate, I have noticed that during Thomas's least favorite subject, math, I get so tired I could just pass out. It doesn't matter what time of day he does math. It puts me to sleep.
He still can't stay focused unless I am sitting next to him. He's a lot better, but remain, I will, until he's "there."
I still marvel at how he has matured since last year. It boggles my mind.
I still marvel at how much he is able to write: handwriting, copying math problems, etc.
But why, oh, why does the math make me fall to sleep?
I think we have a math phobia in this house: He hates it, and I hate sitting through it. sigh
I'm a mean mom when it comes to math, though. Mean in that I won't let up, because it's so darned important.