It's not often I catch you concentrating on your homework.
It's a funny thing, you hate it, but you can get it done lickety-split when you aren't distracted.
But you'll find anything to distract you--helping the girls, sneaking off to another room, playing with your pencil, finding a snack, fighting with your brother, basic fidgeting, making up songs with your brother.
Or, um, noticing that I'm noticing you aren't distracted.
Yep, that blew it.
Now you say you'll refuse to do your homework.
And so we were faced with another morning where we were finishing it as we ran out the door...