Tim is in seventh grade this year. This is the first year he's had to struggle with school work. Up until now, he was breezing through the actual paperwork. He has special classes for physical education, and the arts. Much of his classwork is specially designed for him to help him in his specific goals for the year. ( It's called an
IEP. ) This year, I've been hearing a lot of "work is hard," and "I want it to be easy," when I ask him how his day was. I recently found out he pretends to be asleep ( including fake snoring ) when he doesn't want to do an assignment.
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I doubt they allow pillows in school. |
Tim has big plans for the future. His current timeline reads something like this: high school, college, achieve "professor of genetics", invent real Pokemon, become president, change all the laws he didn't like when he was a kid, second term, be a policeman, retire, live to be 1000. Big plans. So whenever he starts on about hard work being, well too hard, I remind him of his plans. "Tim, if you don't learn at school, you won't be able to create Pokemon."
Working is hard. So Tim has decided that everyone should be paid to have fun outside. A googol amount of dollars a day. It's rather impossible to explain that there isn't that much money in the world, or that if we earned that much, the economy would be in the toilet. "Oh, apples are on sale! A dozen is only 7 Million dollars today!" He does understand money on a simple level. He knows how much his allowance is, and if he saves it, he can buy something expensive. He saved for two years to pay off some library books he destroyed. During that entire time, he pinched every penny
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That is waaaaay too many zeros. |
Tim loves to save his money. Whenever we are shopping and he asks for something special, I tell him, "Sure, it's your money." His response is usually "Oh. I want to save my money. Use your money to buy it for me." I usually decline this offer.
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