I was at a curriculum night at the kids school and a parent volunteer from Clyde's class said he'd been reading to her. I had no idea he was trying to read, so I was a little surprised (and slightly embarrassed for being out of touch). I asked him if he could read and he said no. Then I got out the "BOB Books" which are super easy beginning readers and sat down with him. He carefully and deliberately sounded out, "S-a-m. M-a-t. S-a-m s-a-t." Pretty soon Alice picked up on and started reading it fluently, "Sam sat on Mat." It was astounding to me. Clyde is a lot further along in terms of phonics and understanding, but Alice is actually reading. I couldn't believe it. She's very excited about reading. I'm so happy to have readers. Reading has been a constant in my life. Books have been my friends. Even in college and law school when I was swamped with required reading, I read lots of books for fun. It's wonderful to think of my kids being able to share in my joy of books.
I love their Montessori school. Here's Alice, looking like a little scholar, studying the life cycle of frogs. Two weeks ago I would've thought she was totally pretending to read that book, but now I don't know!