Birth of a Reader

February 8, 2009

It’s official.  Ben is a reader.

The code has been cracked.  The letter shapes have meaning beyond their names.  Beyond their “sounds”.  The clumps of letters have significance.  They make words!  And the order of the letters in the words is important.  The words are always lined up left to right.  Top of the page to the bottom.   The words represent things.  They’re symbols that can’t be touched, but must be seen in our minds–abstractly.  When it’s all put together using eyes, memory, and visualization, the symbols are combined and coordinated and gelled and processed and it makes perfect sense!

And it happened just like that.

One day he was a pre-reader, the next he could read.

I remember vividly when I first learned to read.  The world just opened up and was available to me in a way it wasn’t just the day before.  Words were everywhere! Words with information!  (The faucet in the tub says HOT and COLD!)  I can remember reading the stop sign at the end of our street for the first time and really ‘getting’ how although I knew it had said STOP before,  it was different now because I could read it.  I understood the sound/symbol code and that those letters put together in that certain way could make a big impact in the world.   Heck, even giant yellow school busses paid attention to that word.

It seems to be just the same for Ben.  He reads everything.  If he were awake right now, he’d be trying to read over my shoulder as I type.  Every street sign (“No parking, mom”), every shelf label at the grocery store (“Pork!  We need to buy some pork.”), every billboard (“That says ‘aquarium’.  We need to go to the aquarium.”), and of course, every book is now brimming with excitement and opportunity just waiting to be read.   Ben’s memory skills serve him well in this area as he has a large ’sight word’ (words you don’t need to encode, but know from memory) bank.  He also does not seem thrown by the endless “rule breakers” found in the English language.  He gets the idea of ‘blends’, ’silent’ e’s, and  seems to accept that C says “keh” and also “sss”, but K only says “keh” unless it’s ’silent’.  He doesn’t know the crazy terms, of course, yet allows for the inconsistencies just the same.

What is also notable, for Ben, is that his new skill opens up so many more ways to communicate and connect with others.  And he already desires to do so.  He tells me what he reads, asks questions, points out words that he sees.  I, in turn, have him read me the pancake recipe, the mail,  the grocery list…  We’ve started writing stories together, composing letters, labeling artwork…  It’s all really really fun. And it provides a whole new avenue for pursuing our RDI goals.

We never used any phonics programs, letter sound videos, or electronic “educational toys”.  For one, they annoy me.  For another, those types of toys can really discouarage a child from seeking out human interaction–not something we needed to promote in our Ben.  What did we do?  We read books.  Lots and lots and lots of books.  We went to the library every week.  We had lots of print all around us–lists, labels, newspapers, magazines, catalogs, letters from Grandma…  We read things aloud, pointed to the words, tracked text while we read, let him sit in our laps while we typed, wrote things together… We also watched some Sesame Street, although it’s contribution to the effort is, although wonderfully entertaining,  most likely negligible.   So this milestone of Ben’s came about the old fashioned way, environmentally supported, naturally modelled, and thoughtfully guided until development buds and blooms.

Hooray!100-0048_img100-0048_img1100-0005_img


“Christmas is over.”

January 4, 2009

Will spoke aloud what we all were silently thinking to ourselves this morning after a dramatic collapse of the Christmas tree.img_0309 EllaRose was beneath, pulling on a favored ornament, when the un-watered, empty-based Old Blue found itself top-heavy and came crashing down.

There were minimal casualties.   I was sad about this one.img_0314 But, since I found all the pieces, I superglued it back together.

Ella Rose did not get crushed, thank God.  But, she did not escape unscathed.  Poor baby.img_0325

Although, really, she didn’t and doesn’t seem too bothered by it.  That’s our tough cookie.img_0317

And as today is the Feast of the Epiphany (Three Kings Day, the 12th Day of Christmas), Christmas really is over.  Hooray!  and Wah!  It’s always bittersweet to move on from the Holiday Hoopla, but move on we must.  Look out 2009!


The next best thing to Santa

January 2, 2009

img_0227My mom and dad (and youngest sister) came to visit this past week from Chicago(land).  What fun we had with Aunt Anna, Grandma and Papa!

In addition to the lap-time, book reading, giggling and snuggling, we took a trip to the James Island County Park’s Holiday Festival of Lights.   With over 600 light displays AND a choo choo train ride through the enchanted forest, it was a winner before we even got there.img_0235img_0247img_0248img_0245img_0254img_0257


Disney for a Day

October 27, 2008

This is a backtrack post.  We took a day trip to Disney World  back in September while in Jacksonville for Ben’s RDI re-evaluation.   I talked Mark into the trip using my powers of persuasion.  Mostly, I just explained how CHEAP this day was going to be.  “Cheap would be not going at all,”my love reminded me.  So, I revamped my plug by explaining how much cheap-ER this trip will be than all. other. trips. EVER.    Captain Frugal is intrigued.  He knows what sort of magic a bargain shopper like myself can create.  So I laid it out for him like this:

  1. Military discount tickets, non-refundable option (turned out we were also given the FL resident discount–yay.)
  2. Ella Rose and WILL are both FREE (under 3)
  3. no Orlando accommodations needed, as we were already staying at the awesome oceanfront NavyLodge in Jax
  4. one day–one park (Magic Kingdom)
  5. Our wacky diet (SCD) makes virtually all over-priced park food forbidden.  We packed our own.
  6. The kids will LOVE it.  (They did.)

As an unexpected surprise, while eating our packed lunch under a tree, a park employee approached us.  I thought “uh oh, we’re busted for bringing in our own food”  Even though I had the whole food allergy speech ready to fire, I was not looking forward to a conflict.  As it turned out, it’s the Year of a Million Dreams (or something) and he chose our little family to receive one.  Yippee!  He figures out how many are in our party, gets out his little form, then asks which “dream” item we’d like to have–

Five free popcorns?  Um, no.  (SCD illegal)

Five free ice creams?  Wah!  No.  (Really SCD illegal)

Then five free sodas?  Strike three!  So sad!

I tell him we can’t have any of those things, he shrugs and says, “you can always get water.”  And, so, we did.  It was a very hot day, and we had run through our own supply fairly quickly.  The boys got a kick out of the ‘grown up’ bottles, and I splurged and bought them Mickey straw toppers for their one souvenir.

Our only other purchase was a set of ears for Ella Rose (13 bucks!).  The grand total for the day was twenty-two dollars.  Not bad!

Less the gas money, of course.

And 12 dollars for parking.

And staying one more night at the NavyLodge.

And the stroller I bought at the resale shop to avoid the rental fee for a Disney stroller (30 bones they charge!)

And the fast food we stuffed our faces with on the ride home while the children were sacked out in their carseats…

Ah well.  So, maybe not the cheapest trip EVER.  But pretty darn close.  Pretty Darn Close.