Take for instance, our son and his Kindergarten work. He's learning how to read and write this year and I definitely don't want him to fall behind.
I mean, it seems that the seams of his reading skills would be a waste - if his waist held nothing but his light saber all winter long. It might grate on his teacher's nerves if her great lessons had the brakes put on over break.
He sometimes complains that learning to read and write is confusing but I can't understand why. Before the four of the kids were ready for school, we read books until our eyes were red. We loved everything from books that were plain, to books about planes with bears that bared their money and cents to have sense to buy scents that were pretty. Knights in the night with daring feats on their feet were always a favorite to read too.
Yet still, it's hard to understand why it's confusing for a little boy to see in this sea of writing and reading.
In the sun with our son just yesterday, he blew his blue balloon in the air and we smiled. The heir to our family, he'll make us proud and be a dear to a deer or maybe one day even have won a spelling bee or whatever will be.
But for now it's past eight and he's passed out since he ate a hole in his whole plate of dinner. With his full belly groan it was cute when he'd grown some stares up the stairs from the cat.
So this Christmas break, we'll put on the brakes from the Star Wars games just a little. For when school starts next year, how his teacher will hear how it's here that he learned just a smittle.
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