Handy Planner

Sam comes home every day looking like this:

And every day, I ask her "Why?" She tells me that she will forget what homework she has, so she writes it on her hand. It is then that I remind her that she has 2, count 'em, 2 planners. Her laptop has a program to track her homework and she also has the one I bought her. It's the planner that she stomped, moaned and wailed for in the isle at Walmart. The only thing she has currently written in it, is birthdays.

I have suggested countless times that she write her homework in her planner instead of on her hand. "You're already using a pen. Why don't you try paper instead of flesh." It's just so logical that I open my eyes wide for emphasis. Sam simply looks at me like I just flew in from Venus.

I think I'm going to start using her other hand to write her messages. During the night I'll use a permanent marker to remind her not to write on her hand. That should do the trick. I really think she'll thank me for it in the end.