Ana and Charlotte are always surprising me with what they know. They might point to some cracks in the sidewalk and say “triangle!” or count to some number I didn’t know they knew. Even my neighbor, who is a 3rd grade teacher and has a daughter 4 months younger than Ana exclaimed the other day “Wow! She can count to 24!”. And I said “Oh!? She can!?”
I’m not saying this to brag. I certainly don’t have much to do with it. I did read this book to Ana every night until she could recognize all the letters. But beyond that, I honestly don’t know how they are learning. Even though the TV is on too much, Caleb is usually in charge of the remote and they end up watching Pokemon or Ben-Ten, not Sesame Street or whatever educational show is popular nowadays.
Ana had a late nap yesterday so she stayed up late (normal bedtime is 7:30 pm). Even though we put a movie on for her, she chose to do this! She’s got most of the letters there and in alphabetical order!
I’m mostly amazed and fascinated by this behavior because Caleb was so different. While it seemed that all of my friends had kids like Ana, I had Caleb, who wasn’t the least bit interested in learning about anything that didn’t involve monster trucks.
In fact, after several years of trying to teach him to recognize the letters and their corresponding sounds, I finally had success when I instated a toy monster truck reward system. A small truck for every 5 letters and then a big truck when he finished the whole thing.
And then he promptly forgot half of it when he started kindergarten.
But now he’s eight and he reads at a 4th grade level, albeit slowly. He’ll start 3rd grade this fall.
One of my absolute favorite things about being a mom is getting to know my kids and seeing the differences in them. What makes them excited, what motivates them, how they deal with frustration and even how they work us to get what they want.
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