Scene: Sofia enters Molly's room at the end of her afternoon "one hour rest" (she doesn't like to call it nap time lest she be pigeonholed into actually napping). Molly is looking at books in her bed.
Sofi: Your hour is over.
Molly: I'm reading books!
S: That's great.
M: But I don't know how to read!
S: That's okay, you can look at the pictures.
M: Can you teach me to read?
So much for my Waldorfian visions of letting her wait until first grade to read. I should have known I never had a chance with her dads early reading and my own self-starter reading pre-Waldorf first grade.
We proceeded to talk about letters having sounds, letters making words, etc. "Dhuh!" "Dhuh!" she says. "That's the sound that D makes!".
Zach suggested making letter cards, so we sat down and made a few cards with letters (she already recognizes them all) and short word/picture combinations on the back. Any other suggestions on how to channel this reading excitement without turning it into a chore? Or where to start with this?
After much anticipation, Molly and Clara shared a few bites of rice cereal this afternoon. Clara was a little confused, but excited and gamely sucked the spoon clean. Molly narrated the whole event and enjoyed chowing on one of her favorite foods, but later threw it up. 
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Scene: Sofia enters Molly's room at the end of her afternoon "one hour rest" (she doesn't like to call it nap time lest she be pigeonholed into actually napping). Molly is looking at books in her bed.
Molly has some sort of stomach virus so we've been knee-deep in throw up over here. Just when we thought we were all done, she announced another round this evening. Other than the puking, though, she seems to be pretty much fine. With the first round, she gleefully exclaimed: "Guess who's sick?! Molly is!". And with tonights round, when she finished vomiting I had to hold her back to stop her from trying to do a slip-slidey dance in the stuff. Yum.
We don't have one, but I finally understand why they became so popular in the 80's (or was it the 90's?). Once parents were required to strap their kids into car seats, they could no longer fit three across in the backseat. So, if they wanted to go anywhere with more than four people (parents + 2 kids), like, say, a guest or a friend or perhaps even another child, they needed a third row of seats.
