We hear be consistent, be consistent. It is so flippin hard because what is fair for one student is unfair for another. We either have a rule or we don't. And, then that special kid who tugs your heart....comes along and you have to look the other way. Math teachers please: Times tables, times tables. teach these kids how to multiply. Left the quilt I've been working on for 6months on the ironing board yesterday. And now it has cat hair and paw prints. Consistency. Consistency. I forgot to put it away last nite...........maybe i will just quilt the fur too.
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Mothers trying to be consistent.
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