She pulls a book off of the coffee table. Finds the sunniest spot on the couch and "reads". This one is a bit too hard for her but on some pages she makes her way though the hard words. And then she goes into telling her own version of the Three Bears. I love those stories best.
I watch this whole process. Amazed I am with 'learning to read'. I've watched it for years and years. First in my own little first grade classroom as the teacher and now with my own two daughters. And I'm always amazed how it happens in little chunks; bits and pieces. Some like her sister are afraid to make a mistake so they hold off. Other's like this little sister who sits in the sunny spot on the couch is afraid of nothing. She reads and reads even if it doesn't make sense. She makes it make sense. She loves books. She learned from the best that for sure. Thank you big sister Anna.
I've been on an organizing binge this weekend. I started with a little closet and then a bookshelf. We pitched three huge black garbage bags from Anna's closet alone. And it took over the whole top floor of my house so I just went with it inspired by the Holiday season that's so close I can almost taste it. Now that I've called a "I've had enough of this organizing it's time to paint my nails their Thanksgiving color (which would be Chocolate Moose by OPI) and turn on the fire. It's here girlfriends, can't ya just taste it?"