I actually love a good crying, meltdown tantrum during a tutoring session because it provides me with really valuable practice for the kind of mother I plan to be.
A really mean, unfair, impatient one.

I actually love a good crying, meltdown tantrum during a tutoring session because it provides me with really valuable practice for the kind of mother I plan to be.
A really mean, unfair, impatient one.

Me: “Isn’t it fun to learn new things?”
Kid: “No.”
Me: “Ok. But doesn’t it at least feel good to learn new things?”
Kid: “No.”
Me: “Ok, but it doesn’t NOT feel good, right?”
Kid (thinking): “No.”
Me: “Ah HAH!”
Kid: “I mean….Yes? Wait, what?”
Me: “Exactly.”

This kid does NOT enjoy learning math with me…
Kid: “This is SO BORING!!!”
Me: “Well, I’m sorry you think so. But sometimes life is boring.”
Kid: (screaming in dramatic agony) “BUT THAT’S TERRIBLE AND I HATE IT AND IT’S NO FAIR!!!”
Me: “I agree. Life isn’t fair. But do you see ME screaming my head off and wailing about it? No, you do not.”
Because I do that at home, alone, into a pillow.
That moment 10 minutes into your FaceTime tutoring session with a 4th grader when you realize the backdrop he’s curiously staring at behind you is no less than 13 bottles of liquor, plus a spoon holding a wine opener hostage with a gun.
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Tutoring an 8 year old…
Me: “We’re going to have our Wednesday session on Monday instead, because I’m going to see Hamilton on Broadway.”
Kid: “Alexander Hamilton?!!!”
Me: “You know who he is?”
Kid: “Yes! A bastard, orphan…”
Me: “Oh, yikes, ok…”
Kid: “…son of a whore– AND a socks man! Which I think means he has a lot of socks. Or maybe he SELLS socks?”
Me: <head in hands>
Kid: “I’m not sure what a whore is, though.”

Tutoring 2nd grade boy in the public library….
Kid: “So now you have a husband?”
Me: “Correct.”
Kid: “Before he was your husband, were you guys dating?”
Me: “Yes, we were.”
Kid: <Dramatically puts head in hands, pulls at his hair, and makes extremely loud, prolonged barfing sound. Entire library stares.>
Me: “I know. I completely agree.”


As we’re about to start a tutoring session…
Parent: “We have big news for you– [Kid] improved so much on his report card!”
Kid: “Yeah, I did! My math grades are sooooo much better!”
Me: “That’s amazing!”
Parent (to kid): “And isn’t there someone (nods head towards me) you want to thank for helping you achieve that?”
Kid (Pauses. Looks confused. Then…): “Oh, oh! Duh!”
Me: “Aw, no thanks necess—”
Kid: “God!”

(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Zero time passed between these texts. For all she knows I am, in fact, on my honeymoon.

Also #4 is not hard.
“But why didn’t he just make a Facebook album?”
— Kid, age 7
