reading

Nothing is cooler than to watch the face of a kid learning to read. Everything is new and exciting and you can see the comprehension covering their face as they finally grasp what a word is. When my nephew learned to read we could not take him anywhere without him sounding something out.

I was reminded me of that a few weeks ago. Some friends were over, and their daughter who is learning to read stopped as they were heading out the door. Her head was tilted up and she had a puzzled look on her face. Her mother could not figure out why on earth she was dwaddling, but I knew. Above the entrance to our living room we have blocks (printed to look like Scrabble letters) that spell out our last names. She was sounding them out, trying to figure out what it spelled. When you think about it, BRYAN is a very strange word for a beginning reader.

We don't play Scrabble that often because it takes so long, but I loved the decor look. What could be better for two word lovers?

Another reason we don't play Scrabble that much is it really brings out our differences. Bobby examines the board, figures out the point value of a word and how he could best improve the score. I tend to go for the biggest word I can make, which means I have to play it wherever it will feet. So while I end the game with the most creativity, he wins. But who's counting, right?