“Don’t buy a lemon” Zoe reads as we drive to Nanny’s house.
“Does that sign say ‘don’t buy a lemon’ Mum?”
“Yes!” I reply, impressed that she has not only been able to work out what that random sentence says but also do it quickly as we drive past….
As we drive I marvel at the wonderfulness of them learning to read.
My girls can read!
I mean, they can really read!
Not just a handful of words, in carefully constructed sentences, in books about things they already know, where the pictures tell the story…. no, they can really, really read….
I’m lost in that wonderful place when Zoe asks…
“But why don’t they want you to buy a lemon? What’s wrong with buying a lemon?”
“Yeah” Izzy enters the discussion, “Lemons are fruit, they are good or you”.
So there I am, simultaneously in awe of their wonderful new reading skills, trying to negotiate city traffic and explain what people mean when they use the word ‘lemon’ to describe a car.
Yesterday afternoon I was clicking through some blogs when I realised Izzy was looking over my shoulder…
“What does that say Mum?” she said pointing to a post title on a blog.
I looked at what she was pointing to and tried to distract her but it was too late….
“S-E-X-T-ing…. does that say ‘sex- something’?”
“Yes” I said hoping a quick and simple answer to the question was where it would end.
“Sex what Mum?”
“Sex-ting” I reply still going with the simple answer idea…
“What is sexting mum?”
Now the particular blog post I was reading was talking about the dangers of sexting and how to educate and talk with your kids about it… but they were talking about teenagers, not 6 year olds!! There were no tips on how to explain sexting to a 6 year old!
Lately their reading has just come on in leaps and bounds and the magic of reading has opened up a whole new, wonderful, world. Suddenly they can read all kinds of things – random signs and billboards, headlines in the local paper, the back of the cereal box…. All these things that we, long time reading adults, take for granted. All these things that as a parent, I never paid any attention to, until now…
E-gads this is going to mean a whole new kind of difficult questions isn’t it!
And I guess there will be no more secret spelling of words like ‘i-c-e-c-r-e-a-m’ and ‘l-o-l-l-i-e-s’ between the father figure and I.
Reading sure is magical, hey.