I'm pretty sure that, at this very minute, my daughter is failing a french test.
The reason I know this is because I overheard her friends talking about the test when I dropped her off at school this morning and then I watched as my daughter's face went white.
My daughter did her homework at the kitchen table last night - she did math and english. She didn't review any french. She's only ten, she forgets stuff.
In the grand scheme of things this is okay. My youngest will probably still get into University, eight years from now, even though she may have failed a fifth grade french test today. She is, after all, only ten.
On the other hand, she shouldn't be failing tests and she needs to learn to be responsible for her own work. It's time – she's ten.
I must admit I'm feeling guilty today because I could have flipped open her homework book and checked her test schedule myself, but I didn't. She was doing her work and so I just assumed she was on top of things. She is ten.
But as I sit here a part of me knows she's failing and will feel badly about it. A big part of me wants to save her from that but there's also a big part of me that thinks this is a good lesson for her to learn. She is after all, ten.
So, is she ten? Or is she only ten?
I can't decide.