Worse Before It's Better

Wednesday afternoon, my daughter finished her math homework, started her spelling, then completely lost her focus. I decided she could take a one hour play break (she's only eight) before picking it back up again.

Halfway through her allotted hour of play, she came downstairs. "I decided to reorganize my bookcase, instead." I'm thinking that she must be Type A like me.

Since I'd just that afternoon done housework for an hour to clear my head, I totally understood. When her hour was...