Welcome to Throw Back Thursday, blogging style. This piece was originally published after a long homework night on 03-APR-2013.

I never realized before having children, but apparently I approve of torture.

Based on the past week, I believe Abby will be applying for amnesty. Please tell me I am not the only parent out there that gets a certain amount of glee from knowing my child is suffering as much as I am through the homework process.

Last night after doing my own work at you know work, I came home to not only having to do housework (like feed the children) but also Abby’s homework. Now if it is Abby’s homework what does that have to do with me? Because if it has her name on it doesn’t that put me off the hook?

Apparently not.

After a half hour of math facts, followed by something called Every Day Math (that isn’t) I thought I was in the clear. But wait, there is more!

Me (asking innocently): Abby, what is this study sheet?
Abby: What?
Me: This sheet here about magnets. Do you have a test on it tomorrow?
Abby: What? My show is on.
Me: Abby get back in here.
Abby: But it a new Shake it Up.
Me: I don’t care if it is a new….wait, when did you turn the TV on? Get back in here!
This was followed by an hour, no lie, of me quizzing Abby on magnets. Why an hour you ask?

Me: What surrounds a magnet?
Abby: Iron
Me: Try again
Abby: Air
Me (I swear trying NOT to loose my cool): One more try
Abby: Grass
Me: A magnetic field surrounds a magnet
Me: What surrounds a magnet?
Abby: Air

Husband: Well, in a way she is right

How exactly do teachers get through the day without wine?