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Yesterday was a good day for a couple of reasons...

BRYN...

I have the following sigpic on a number of the forums I frequent...



Yesterday morning I was reading a forum and Bryn came up next to me and started saying, "There's a S, and there's a R, and there's a E..." I was a little surprised as we never do the whole, "let's identify letters" stuff with our kids - we wholly believe in not putting emphasis on "jumping through hoops" for the sake of impressing other people in particular...

Anyway, so I pointed at the letters under the photos (going from right to left, LOL) and said, "What's this?" and he identified, S, O, R and then called the B a D... Then he identified the E, B, and A in Erik, Bryn and Ari, but didn't know what the L was.

It's so funny, it hadn't even occurred to me that he might be picking up on this stuff, though, as Dave sees it, he has a LOT of experience with letters etc. He can recite the alphabet, but you know, it's a song (he knows three versions of the alphabet song, actually) and he LOVES songs - he knows dozens off by heart now, so I never thought anything of it...

I could read by the time I was 4.5, and I don't remember the process of learning to read at all. I know no one sat me down and taught me because my mum was only just learning to read English herself at the time, and my dad never engaged us kids in anything, and we were living in Iceland at the time, so only my maternal grandparents read to me and that was in Icelandic (I must have picked it up as mum was trying to learn to read herself and practiced on me, I guess). Now I'm kind of seeing how literacy can be extablished almost by osmosis! (not that I'm expecting Bryn to be literate in the next year, LOL)

ARI...

SMILED!!!

Erik and Luey had been trying to tell me on Tuesday that Ari was smiling, but I thought they were being a bit eager (yk, wanting to see smiles where they weren't), but then yesterday afternoon I *caught* Ari in a smile, and then last night he smiled at Dave as well. This morning we've seen more smiles! Smiling is the most beautiful gift from a child to their family, I have to say, it's like all of a sudden the baby is able to tell you, hey, you're doing well, I'm happy!!!

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Stitch Sista said…
Awwww bless. Nothing quite like a baby smile!!

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