Time out!

That's what I needed to put myself in last night after I found myself angry at the oldest child while helping her with her homework.  I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to have parents who are teachers.  Expectations to high?  On Monday she was in tears over some french language she needed to know  (that she said she didn't know).  So mommy hopped aboard the homework train and we started to work out a plan.  She typed up the french vocab and we practiced her division ( math is a whole other story).  Last night we went to review the french and I asked her the french translation for rain.  She could say it and then I asked for the spelling.  She said she didn't know, so I proceeded to spell it off the sheet she had typed.  She said "Mom, it's spelled this way....blah blah".  I'm not up on my french so the spelling was not something I would know off the top of my head.  Spelling on a good day challenges me in English.  We then proceeded to quarrel over the sheet she had typed and I threw up my hands in frustration.  There is a reason I teach high school.   
I took her to horseback riding and went to Home Depot ( my time out) to look at tile for my craft room.  Took a deep breath and returned to pick her up.  I said we would try again tomorrow ( that would be today)...I'll take a deep breath (again) and tonight we'll work on that french vocab and of course that thing called math.