My hair is coming out in handfuls.
Z-boy did all the spelling and math work necessary after his absence of last week, but he didn't do any of his writing homework. Oh, he did the plan, but when he "writes" his paragraph, he just rewrites his plan in the form of a paragraph. His plan stinks. He says it's a good book three times. Doesn't say why it's a good book, and three bananas show up in a sentence with no explanation.
Talking to him doesn't help. Explaining doesn't help. Time-out (close your eyes and breathe deeply and relax) doesn't help. Taking a break doesn't help. Lunch doesn't help. We are still stuck with those five sentences and he doesn't understand why it's not good enough. My husband just got home and tried to explain. Nope.
It's a good thing I am NOT a teacher. This kind of roadblock is enough to inspire me to mass murder.