Homework Drama

Lil brother forgot his math book which meant that the homework did not get done (...duh)-which of course resulted in lost TV/recess time. C'est la vie... take your licks and move on. However the math teacher calls me and leaves a message on the voice mail about the "importance of doing math." Ok. Fine. I f*cked up. Sh*t happens. Nominate me for Careless-Mother-of-the-Year-Puh-leeezze. Anyhoo...! So of course I get on lil brother's case for making me look bad (not for the missed math...duh...). His job is to not embarrass me. I'm not even asking that he make me look good. I feel like my standards are appropriately low in this area, and the least he can do is comply...somewhat. So I tell him he IS going to do the missed math. And he adamantly kicks up a fuss about NOT doing it. "But dat was for Monday! Now it's Tuesday! All dat old stuff is dus swept way!" So I assure him that the day of the week doesn't mean hootin-holler and indeed there is no such phenomena as "Swept Away" in the educational system-or life in general. ...???... Why not??? Uh,...I'm not sure... And the more I think about it, the idea is kinda rubbing off on me. Why shouldn't each day be a tabula rasa and all that old, annoying stuff simply be wiped off the slate??? Why are we dragging around yesterday's dirty laundry anyway??? Maybe there is something we adults could learn from the simplicity of this kid friendly philosophy. Adults really know how to screw up a good thing....duhhhh!