I’ve spent most of what seems like the past several months but probably was just the past few days celebrating Sophia’s 7th birthday. (SEVEN? Is this fair? Is this true? Good lord!) We had the family party. We had the kids’ party. Today was the school’s party. All hail, Sophia! Seven!
(My God, the time goes fast.)
My birthday’s in August. I never had a party. Darin’s birthday is right before Christmas. He really never had a party.
Simon is tired of preschool. As in, we have a fight every day about going. Of course, when it comes time to get him at the end of the day, he doesn’t want to go home, he wants to stay and play. I’ve tried to explain that preschool is all about the playing and kindergarten (which he wants to go to NOW) is all about the school. He doesn’t believe this. Sophia has snack-recess AND lunch-recess, so clearly going to school is the best choice.
He has also taught himself to read.
We’d noticed he was picking up a few words here and there. For over a year his favorite word has been EXIT, because he could read it on signs everywhere. But lately the pace of acquisition has picked up, until finally he started reading his favorite Blue’s Clues book to me. And he isn’t reading from memorization either (he’s had several books completely memorized for a while now). Now I point to a word and he can either read it or begin to sound it out. When he hasn’t a clue he shakes his head until I help him out.
He isn’t quite so thrilled with reading that he’s doing it on his own, but he is clearly pleased with himself to have figured it out.
No wonder he wants to be in kindergarten NOW.
I still think he’s going to be surprised when it’s not all recess.