Reading

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It’s bittersweet, that this little munchkin is growing up.  I love watching him as he grows and changes, but sometimes it’s hard to believe that my baby is really not a baby.

He can read.  HE CAN READ!  It’s awesome and amazing and I love it. 

It’s a huge milestone–both for him and for me.  All my kids can read.  I feel like I’ve accomplished some major parenting coup.  I’ve done it!  I taught them all to read!  My work here is done.

(Right?  There’s not really anything else I need to teach them.)

He’s still in the sound-it-out phase, of course, so we have a ways to go before he’s devouring books on his own like his older siblings. But we’re there, on the precipice, looking at a whole world full of adventures between the pages of every book. 

I’m excited.  But not nearly as excited as him.

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4 thoughts on “Reading

  1. Heather

    Having your kids read you a book for the fist time is truly one of those, heart swelling with pride, moments for sure.

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  2. Mish

    My son, age 5, is just reading now too. He was very discouraged at the start of the school year because it was so hard. When, a couple of months ago, after reading homework and sounding out words I said to him. “You know what this means?” “You can read!”

    He was SOOOOO excited when he realized that and has taken to his homework with a flourish now.

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  3. Mish

    I remember the first time i read a book by myself. Green Eggs and Ham on Christmas Morning when i was 4. I was so proud. I remember my mom looking at me with pride too. 🙂

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