I got the kids books today - Jack needed book two in a series he likes, and I wanted to get Elliot a chapter book. I found him book one of the M.agic Tree.house series and talked him into choosing that one. We went from the book store to music class. By the time I had gotten off the highway - maybe five minutes later - he announced he had finished Chapter One. It was only three pages, but still! I figured he had skimmed the words, not really reading or understanding so I quizzed him on the story and he recounted what had happened, complete with his own interpretation on what was going on. Genius!
Of course, I should balance that brag with a not-so-good story. He was exhausted by last night, and his fatigue manifests in obnoxious and defiant behaviour and tantrums. So he threw a tantrum last night. Both he and Jack are mixing immature foot-stomping tantrums with "big boy" skills they learn at school like name calling and swearing. As I put him to bed, he grumbled at me "B-I-T-H!" I've been called a lot of things, but never a BITH!
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