Nov 8th, 2007
Growing Up Up Up
My kids are growing up too fast. I know, big surprise. But this morning, my daughter is laying in my bed when I come out from my shower. She is wide-eyed and smiling . . . and snapping, over and over and over. Apparently, after months and months of trying, she learned to snap last weekend. Now this is very important, you see, because her big brother has been snapping for a couple years now and she just couldn’t STAND that he could do it and she couldn’t. I’m not sure what special powers the ability to snap will afford her, but she sure was happy about it. And I am preparing myself for a month of constant snapping, just like happened when Jason learned to snap.
The bigger growing up event happened this morning when I dropped her off at school. She announced that she wanted to read me a book. Previous to Thursday morning, that meant that we sat in the corner by the books, and she leafed through one and told me the story from memory. But today, I headed over to the bookshelf and she said “No mom. Over here. We have to sit at the table to read.” So I sat at the table, feeling much like the large Alice in the teeny tiny chair that my behind certainly does not fit in. She brought over a book simply titled “Mat.” I remembered it from when Jason was learning to read. She opened it and read it flawlessly - “Mat. Mat Sat. Sam. Sam Sat. Mat sat on Sam. Sam sat on Mat. Mat sat. Sam sat.” And do you know what I did while she read her first book flawlessly? I cried. Yup - a big blubbering Alice sitting in the teeny tiny chair crying while my daughter read a book to me.
When Jason read his first book to me, I was all happy and proud and excited. I am of course happy and proud and excited for Keira, too. But when it’s your baby that’s learning to read, well, it’s just a bit more emotional.
I also believe that part of the reason I was so emotional was that I realized I will no longer be able to spell things to my hubby to keep her from knowing what we’re talking about. One less mechanism available to keep our kids in the dark.
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Although my youngest is well beyond starting to read, I still cry whenever he acheives a milestone. It is very irritating for him and sometimes very embarassing for me, but that is how it goes.
Hello. I popped over here from Andrea’s site.
I remember when my daughter first started snapping. Snap snap snap snap snap all over the house, all day, all night, at supper, doing the dishes… you catch my drift.
I hope your “snap period” doesn’t last as long as mine did. The novelty wears off faster for the parent than the child.
Congrats on the reading! While emotional, it is a wonderful thing! Way to go Kiera!! Hopefully the snapping won’t keep her from reading more
Ahhh! We have been reading those books this year! Started out with: “Sam. Sam. I am Sam.” and now she is reading “If You Give A Pig A Pancake”. It is amazing to me how quickly they grasp on to reading!