I have a fantastic 6-year-old who’s learning how to read, so we’re all phonetics at my house these days. I may be a word geek, but I’ve gotta say, it is a ton of fun to listen to and read with someone learning to read.
Today he drew a priceless picture of the a large bunny–which actually resembled a scary bobcat, but no matter–with these words next to it: “Hepoi Estro.” Lost? Well, that said “Happy Easter.” The bobcat bunny had a really large left paw, which my son pointed out to me, so in a word bubble he drew the words, “god podra.” I held the picture away from my eyes and squinted like the sun was piercing my retinas and preventing me from reading the words until he said, “It says ‘good punch’ Mom! See because his paw is so big, get it?” I said, “Of course I get it. I just couldn’t see the letters because the sun was piercing my retinas.” At which point he looked at me like I’m a flake and ran off.
He had a little friend over today and they sat for a bit making Easter cards for their parents, and the friend’s card was even better. “Happi Ester Mom and Dad I love you and wer gon to bild a fir.” Now, I’ve never built a fire on Easter, but that drawing of him and his family sitting around the pit with marshmallows on sticks was better than anything Picasso ever did. Guaranteed.
R-ent kidds gr8?
