I used to, pretty much.
I’ve posted on here before about my struggles with my son’s homework issues. (That is, he just wouldn’t do it.) It got to the point where, in sixth grade and under his teacher’s advice, I was literally sitting next to him at the dining room table with his papers and books and pointing to each problem in turn for him to solve. Every paper was initialed by me, every homework assignment in his assignment book signed by the teacher, and I would sign the book as having witnessed the assignment done. Then I watched him with my own eyes put his paper into his binder and the binder back into his bag. (This didn’t help much, as he started simply not turning in the work I had seen him do with my own eyes.) While I didn’t actually provide the answers, I did everything but - asking very leading questions and breaking everything down into Captain Dummy Speak. For. Every. Single. Question. Didn’t matter if we were on number 1 or number 10 of identical problems, each time I had to walk him through it. The worse he got, the more “involved” I became. I hated it. He hated it. We started to sorta hate each other.
Then I read *Parenting With Love and Logic *and attended the Landmark Forum in the same week. Wow, was that a one-two punch! I realized that I had been making his academic progress my problem instead of his, and making his impending failure and retention mean that I was a bad parent who couldn’t solve his problems for him because I wasn’t doing enough. I further realized that if it was so hard for him to do this on his own, perhaps he really wasn’t ready for seventh grade, and it would be a *benefit *to repeat sixth. And better to repeat sixth than seventh or eighth, socially.
I told him his homework was henceforth his concern. I am available upon request for coaching and explanation, but I am not a taskmaster. If he didn’t do his homework, or didn’t turn in his homework, it’s likely he’d fail, and that it was OK with me, and I’d love him anyway.
Within two weeks, his four failing grades were up to A’s and B’s. And his grades have stayed there, pretty much, for the last two years. When one starts slipping, I just ask him, “Are you cool with this D in English on your interim report?” And he says, “No, not really.”
“Well, what are you going to do about it?”
“I have some missing assignments to get in, and Mrs. Jones said she’ll give me some extra credit if I read to the kindergarteners on Book Swap Day.”
“Great! Sounds like a good plan. Let me know if you need any help with that.”
I won’t claim it will work with every kid, and it has to be done with love and support, not frustrated “giving up”, but it worked for us like a miracle.