Write so large that only one word fits on your entire worksheet, making your parent clench their fist tightly.
I don’t miss painstakingly cutting crusts pre-coffee, but I do miss writing love notes on their lunch napkins.
Don’t worry about being dubbed “that one gloriously unhinged parent” or being regarded as “difficult.”
Finger’s crossed some sense of normalcy will return in the coming months. Until then… happy summer?