Waiting for Child Protective Services....

So, I'm waiting with bated breath for the knock on the door from Child Protective Services. Why's that you ask? You seem like a good mother, why would they knock? Because Shea did his homework last week. Shea's spelling assignment was to use his ten words in different sentences. He was grumbling and fussing about how he couldn't think of anything, so I helped. His first word was under. I pointed out the Greeley was UNDER the desk. There is a giant pile of laundry UNDER Shea's bed. On and on we go in this vein until we get to the word better. I point out that Shea is BETTER than his father at Gameboy. Shea likes ice cream BETTER than vegetables. You had BETTER do your homework or I'll beat you. Want to go ahead and guess which sentence made it onto his homework? Sshh... I think I hear them knocking now.