Monday, February 1, 2016
"Purple, blue, blue green, green yellow, orange, red, pink!" she sings, pointing to each color on the xylophone and pausing until I repeat each word that she's said back to her.
For a while she was trying to convince me that the letter B was actually a P.
She's known her letters for at least a year now. Her list of sight words that she can read is impressive. But I wasn't totally surprised by the insistence.
Now and then she'll insist on something like one letter being a different letter, or on a strawberry being called ice cream, often with a small smile playing at the corner of her lips.
Can I trick mom? Does she know that this is actually a B?
Yesterday while all the kids were playing in the boys' room, she brought me a small block and pointed to it.
"P for Patch!" She said.
"P is for Patch," I responded.
"P for Patch. P for princess. P for pretty. P for pretty. P for pretty. P for pouf. P for poo. P for pee." she looked at me slyly and giggled, as if gauging my reaction to the words she'd chosen. "P for pretty. P for Patch. P for su-Per." As she said the last word she reached around and picked up Patch's super hero doll, tapping it on the chest.
As I got her bed ready for her to sleep in it last night, carefully hanging a blue sheet from the top bunk so that she can pretend she's under water, she used her words to make one last request. "Under sea?" she said as she got ready to get in bed. "Under sea?'
It was a request for her favorite bedtime song, the only song from the Little Mermaid she ever wants to hear and I obliged with my off key rendition before telling her goodnight.
It was a day of words and I can't wait to see what she comes up with next.