Love of a mother

Okay that's it the kid is making me crazy. Which one the little one. Graduation, yeah sure if she makes the grades, which right now seem a little on the "You better really do good on your finals" kinda way. Yeah that's right we got through senior prom and now the big stuff semester finals and report card. If she scores high enough she walks her senior walk and receives a diploma. If not she may get to walk but gets handed an empty holder. Scores don't make it she goes back to school to make up classes and all the family that comes in to see her graduate get to eat better luck next time kid cake. This sucks, I'm sorry that wasn't nice but after 17 years of telling my daughter to sit near the front of your class to see the chalkboard or overhead projector, and so you can hear the teacher over the kids talking in class and not paying attention, and so she won't be one of the kids talking in class and not paying attention, my daughter waits till the last days to try to pull of miraculous grades. Like God above is going to look down on her and say I like that kid I'll give her just enough knowledge to pass and continue on in life.
What must she be thinking it's like our words go in one ear and out the other, oh and don't think I don't know what your thinking. She sounds like a mom or like your mom. We all get there it takes that one thing to hit our nerve and boom! Mom words come spitting out. I love my child she's beautiful, kind, funny, sweet, outrageous, wonderful, everything you could ask for in a kid. So why does she do this. I know I was no genious in school but I wanted to graduate and I put in the work to do so. Not trying to barely make the grade or do the minimum required and pull it out with a D. No but then she's not me and I know that and for everything she is I love her very much. Maybe God will look down on her and smile. I hope so.