When Your Sister Becomes Your Teacher

Every night around 7 PM, our dining room transforms into Homework Central, and tonight Sophie voluntarily became Theo’s math tutor.

When Your Sister Becomes Your Teacher

I’m not sure who was more stressed - Sophie trying to explain fractions in a way that makes sense to an 11-year-old, or Theo realizing that yes, he actually has to show his work.

The concentrated looks

Watching them work through it together was equal parts sweet and hilarious. Sophie has definitely inherited my patience levels (which is to say, limited but well-intentioned), and Theo has his father’s ability to overthink absolutely everything.

The moment of realization

The moment when Sophie sat back and took a deep breath while Theo stared at his paper like it was written in ancient hieroglyphics? Peak sibling energy.

The homework explosion

By the end, the table looked like a math bomb had exploded, but Theo finally got it, and Sophie felt like she’d conquered Mount Everest. These are the moments I want to bottle up - not because they’re Instagram perfect, but because they’re perfectly us. Even if someone definitely stress-ate half the goldfish crackers in the process (it was me).