Confessions on a Turdsday

According to my oldest, today is Turdsday not Thursday. Today was a different homework day. Now I must confess, I am not the best person to do homework with Sergeant Stink. I like to be silly and mess around. Mostly because phonograms, spelling lists, and congruent shapes are just too serious at times. Stink knows his stuff too. So I guess I'd be more uptight if he didn't have everything memorized. Today I was extra silly during homework. I like to make up funky sentences out of the spelling list and and flick my feet on his desk because it makes him laugh. When the "ur" phonogram comes up I say "Come on now... eeerrrr as in??!!" and in his monotone voice he uses because I exhaust this says "nurse". "Mom, stop it your being crazy today" he says. Then I stop and look at him and he's all teary eyed. I felt really bad because I thought I seriously got on his last nerve at this point. "What's wrong?" I ask him all sweet and motherly. "I broke brothers belt and I'm really really really sorry" he confessed as he's wiping his alligator tears away rolling down his cheeks. I assured him that- honey this is okay!! I guess he needs some more of moms therapeutically silly homework sessions more often...