Continually Learning
Draven and Elora are constantly learning something new, whether it is how to be more creative, finding new ways to scare Mommy and Daddy (i.e. jump out from hiding, climbing to the top of the couch in attempt to fly, pulling Daddy's swords out just to deliver them to him without our knowledge, wanting to "cook" us something in the kitchen), or even basic counting and alphabet understanding.
Last night during dinner, Elora stopped eating to study her fork. She then began
counting its prongs for the first time. Although she kept thinking there were five instead of four, that is besides the point. At bedtime, she began counting the spots on a ladybug in her book, uninterested in the story or other pictures, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, eweven, twelf, thirteen, eighteen, if-teen, ine-teen, sis-teen, tenty, thirteen, eighteen! Eighteen Mommy!" Again, although there were only nine spots, that too is besides the point. In addition, she is becoming more aware of written words around her (i.e. asks what the letters are in books or on boxes). Where has the time gone since my sweetpea could barely say, "Mommy"?
Well Draven is doing his brotherly duty of correcting everything Elora does or says. It is hard for him to comprehend that the way she counts (as I wrote above) is o.k. because she is learning; she is trying to be a big girl like her big brother. Another example, is when she tries to say a big word (Elephant = Ewphant) he feels the need to tell, "You're saying it wrong Elora, it is..." He is slowly accepting our teachings of how to correct constructively or help her instead of telling her she is doing it wrong. It is coming along but he takes his big brother role very seriously! On a another note though, he now comprehends that he is pretend reading whereas I am actually reading. It is great though to see him trying to understand the letters on his own but I don't see real reading a top priority for him anytime soon, which is completely o.k. It is hard to believe that Draven has gone from my baby who loved baths, to my toddler who could spend hours playing on the dog and rolling the ball around, to my preschooler who loves imaginary sword fighting play with his Dad.
Draven and Elora are constantly learning something new, whether it is how to be more creative, finding new ways to scare Mommy and Daddy (i.e. jump out from hiding, climbing to the top of the couch in attempt to fly, pulling Daddy's swords out just to deliver them to him without our knowledge, wanting to "cook" us something in the kitchen), or even basic counting and alphabet understanding.
Last night during dinner, Elora stopped eating to study her fork. She then began
counting its prongs for the first time. Although she kept thinking there were five instead of four, that is besides the point. At bedtime, she began counting the spots on a ladybug in her book, uninterested in the story or other pictures, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, eweven, twelf, thirteen, eighteen, if-teen, ine-teen, sis-teen, tenty, thirteen, eighteen! Eighteen Mommy!" Again, although there were only nine spots, that too is besides the point. In addition, she is becoming more aware of written words around her (i.e. asks what the letters are in books or on boxes). Where has the time gone since my sweetpea could barely say, "Mommy"?Well Draven is doing his brotherly duty of correcting everything Elora does or says. It is hard for him to comprehend that the way she counts (as I wrote above) is o.k. because she is learning; she is trying to be a big girl like her big brother. Another example, is when she tries to say a big word (Elephant = Ewphant) he feels the need to tell, "You're saying it wrong Elora, it is..." He is slowly accepting our teachings of how to correct constructively or help her instead of telling her she is doing it wrong. It is coming along but he takes his big brother role very seriously! On a another note though, he now comprehends that he is pretend reading whereas I am actually reading. It is great though to see him trying to understand the letters on his own but I don't see real reading a top priority for him anytime soon, which is completely o.k. It is hard to believe that Draven has gone from my baby who loved baths, to my toddler who could spend hours playing on the dog and rolling the ball around, to my preschooler who loves imaginary sword fighting play with his Dad.
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