At about eight-thirty at night Q remembered a homework assignment he hadn't started and couldn't quite remember the specifics of. He got himself so worked up and upset over the assignment that he threw up. I had to call a classmate of his (of course they were already putting their son to bed and we were just in the middle of homework hell over here). As things usually do, it worked out in the end. Q remembered the assignment, wrote it well, and finished most of it in the morning bright and early. Howevever for a while we were not too thrilled with homework around our house!
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