The fight for diverse and conscious voices

L has to write sentences for homework. Because he doesn't like hand-writing he types them into a Google doc. I review them on my screen once he's done writing them. So we're sitting back-to-back in the computer room and talking to each other, but he writes "Thanks!" using the Google docs comment mechanism.

Apple... tree... plop.

I'm about ready to throw in the towel on another of my enlightened parenting experiments. It goes something like this:
( We cut because we care; if you care to read that's cool, too )

On the car ride home last night the kids were complaining that their characters in the Guard Up game are apparently cornered and badly outnumbered/outgunned. I tried working them through some possible options for dealing with unequal odds and realized they don't have the background for most of it.

So I gave Thing 1 Sun Tzu's "The Art of War" and I gave Thing 2 "A Book of Five Rings."

At their current ages I don't expect much of it to stick. I had to read Five Rings myself at least half a dozen times before I felt I "got it" around age 23. But you gotta start somewhere, and I'd rather start them with the best.

...if only to document this week's worth of insanity.
( and this is just the first three days )