I don't understand them sometimes.

Evangeline had math to do, she told me. Now, I know she has a history of claiming she has no writing and then not doing the writing she really had all the time, so I try not to fall for it...

Me: and your writing!
Eva: I don't have any writing.
Me: Then you have to do some writing of your own choice.
Eva: Oh! Yeah, I have to write a poem. I forgot.

*some time later*

Eva: I'm done with my homework! Here, you can check my math.
Me: Let me see your poem.
Eva: ...why?
Me: Because I want to make sure it is done.
Eva: ... Okay, hold on.

*another ten minutes*

Eva: Here is my poem! Let me read it to you!
Me: It, uh, would be faster for me to read it myself.
Eva: I want to read it! *recites poem*
Me: Great! Let me just see it.
Eva: Whoops, I lost the page.
Me: *flipflipflip* It's not in here.
Eva: You're so mean! I wrote it! I wrote it!
Me: Well, write it again!
Eva: UGH!!!

Sheesh.