I can see the light at the end of the tunnel

This time of year is not effortless for any student, but it is especially demanding for students in the higher grades. Junior, who is in grade 11, has had end-of-year exams throughout May and still has three more to go before he is done for this grade. Since the world's (maybe not) most perfect teenager hasn't studied as much as I and the world's most perfect husband wanted, he has to study considerably more than if he had only needed to refresh his knowledge.

Our son, whose self-confidence is initially very good, does not benefit from the extra boost that typical teenage self-confidence gives with confirmation that they can and know everything, and he gladly takes the chance if he is given the opportunity to refrain from studying for exams because, due to the above, he already knows and can do everything, and therefore does not really understand the necessity of studying.

Since I chose to take primary responsibility for school early in Junior's school year, it has meant that I have spent exactly as much time at home as Junior because I regularly have to go to his room to alternately hug him or make sure he is actually studying.

After today, only tomorrow remains because the last end-of year exam is on Wednesday. It'll be nice to get out of house arrest.

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