I remember the day Hope read for the first time. We took her out of private school because we were worried that the teachers focused more on how she wrote her "a" than if she enjoyed opening a book. She struggled for a while and then we found a brilliant first grade teacher who didn't care that her penmanship wasn't perfect and praised her for every tiny effort and step forward. Tony and I took turns tutoring her on basic phonics, always remembering to impart that books were things to be treasured, not conquered.
We took a trip to Hesperia, where my husband is from and decided to drive the kids to San Diego so they could see where mommy and daddy were boyfriend/girlfriend. It was on the freeway, while we talked and sang that I heard a small voice say Holiday Inn. After the 5th Holiday Inn, I twisted around and looked towards the back seat where Hope was sitting. She was pointing and reading signs on buildings!! She was amazed that there were so many Holiday Inns by the side of the road.
I think I cried, but I can't be sure.
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for a brief moment i smiled and experienced the joy of parenthood. thank you.
:-) just last nite, my son was looking at some things his mama wrote in a notebook and began copying them onto a blank sheet of paper. he had been doing this for several minutes before i realized what was going on (i was distracted by a grey's anatomy episode my wife and i were watching!). he was even sounding out the letters with their different sounds! "q, kwa, q, kwa... j, jay, j, jay" i was so proud!.... i cant wait for him to realize he can read too!
Thanks Brad, like Galvin and his wife, we can no longer abridge stories. Once upon a time, the end, now go to bed, mommy loves you!
Boonie: SEE?! That's the kind of stuff that makes me want to pick little B'man up and twirl him around and say, "hooray for boonieboy"!
Mine insists on two or three stories at least. At the conclusion of each he says (with a straight face) B N .
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