L is for…well… L


Lily is learning to read.

OK, I don’t mean she’s sitting down with Dr. Seuss and reading a brand new book aloud. (Sight reading? What’s it called for words? Man. How far into music education am I that I only know what it’s called when it’s notes.)

But she’s learning the words and letters mean something.

And it. Is. So. Cool.

Today we were at Target and she saw a book that said “zoo.” We had a mini party in the aisle at this recognition.

She thinks every word that starts with “L” says Lily. Unless it really says Lily. Then she KNOWS it says Lily.

But it’s also exhausting. She wants to know what every sign means. Every. Sign.

I love reading. I love writing. I love words. And 95% of the time I love sharing reading and writing words with Lily. I love taking the time when we’re reading to explain words and letters and sounding things out. But sometimes I feel too tired. That’s what it says because that’s what it says.

At least, that’s what I say in my head.

But in reality, I tell her what it says. I do my best to explain. Because teaching a child to read (well, introducing her to it, anyway.) is something I waited a very long time to do. And I intend to make the most of every opportunity.

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