My daughter's new habit

By Rosebud -
We should've seen it coming. Rebecca carries on her shoulders the heavy weight of two literary families. Her godfather still thinks that John Paul II is "light reading". My idea of a weekly library trip as a child involved well over 15 or 20 books, which would all be finished by the next week. Mom used to punish Rosie by taking away her "reading privileges", at which point she'd resort to reading the cereal box in order to get her "fix".

But my daughter is only FOUR!

It suddenly clicked in her head that she can read books. Somehow, she hadn't realized that she could do more than read her schoolbooks. But she's finished her reading schoolbook already -- yes, only 6 weeks into the school year -- and so I got some easy readers from the library to use. And a light shone from heaven and she saw the light.

Nowdays, whenever you want to find Rebecca, be sure to check the family room couch. She's probably curled up there with a blanket, a teddy bear, and yet another library book. And, better than even money, if you ask her to do something, the reply -- as heard from all her forefathers (mothers, uncles, and aunts) before her -- will be: "Just a second! Just let me finish this page!!"

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Anonymous said…
Big Sister Unsolicited Advice Moment:

Take her to the eye doctor every year. At 5 Catya read so much that she was prescribed reading glasses to PREVENT later nearsightedness. It worked. She used them for a couple of years while the eyes were developing their fine motor focus abilities and no longer needs them.

Joe, on the other hand, wouldn't wear his glasses faithfully and now needs them for driving, sitting in class and using the computer.


And I have had to revoke reading priviledges and wrest a book from their hands and send them outside to play.

I tell them they have to marry melanin-advantaged jocks to balance the family gene pool.

lots of love!
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