Yesterday, my housecleaners were tackling the house (yes, I admit I have housecleaners. When I got my first book contract, I caved. They come twice a month and I am SO VERY GRATEFUL to get the help!).
So, the women were back in my 17-year-old son’s room. I was taking some laundry back to his room and noticed that their heads were bent together, looking through something they found on Tad’s desk.
They were looking through his Spanish 4 Honors workbook…laughing! At the silly assignments and odd conversations and ridiculous drawings to help the students learn how to use the language.
When I told Tad, he said, “They must think I’m an idiot.”