So. . .
Will has
this book.
I highly recommend
this book and flash cards. We do
flashcards (I found mine
here for $1 a pack - but they were hidden, you might have to ask where they are) at mealtimes and just because.
He loves them. Really, I am not just saying that. He asks for "cards," and I love to indulge him.
I can also say that his latest word is courtesy of the book. For some reason, Will has always been fascinated by clocks. Only he called them circles. I was proud that he said circle, but I wanted him to know the real word. So, I got out the
trusty book and showed him the picture of a clock. His little face lit up as I carefully pronounced the CL- O - CK.
He tried to say it back and it came out jumbled the first few tries.
But he eventually got it. He was so proud of himself. I was so proud of him. I mean, clock?!!? That's a Big Boy Word.
And now, he says CLOCK every. single. chance he gets.
Only problem?
Well, he doesn't exactly say CLOCK. He says. . . do I even need to tell you?
Yeah, I want to make sure that the picture is fully painted, google be darned.
He says, "Cock."
And he says it a
lot.
Everywhere.
Costco.
Fred Meyer (that's Kroger to some of you).
Dinner out.
The library.
Yes,
the library.
And he is quite insistent on telling you that there is a clock nearby.
Several times.
In
loud voice.
That's my boy!
Will has this book.
I highly recommend this book and flash cards. We do flashcards (I found mine here for $1 a pack - but they were hidden, you might have to ask where they are) at mealtimes and just because.
He loves them. Really, I am not just saying that. He asks for "cards," and I love to indulge him.
I can also say that his latest word is courtesy of the book. For some reason, Will has always been fascinated by clocks. Only he called them circles. I was proud that he said circle, but I wanted him to know the real word. So, I got out the trusty book and showed him the picture of a clock. His little face lit up as I carefully pronounced the CL- O - CK.
He tried to say it back and it came out jumbled the first few tries.
But he eventually got it. He was so proud of himself. I was so proud of him. I mean, clock?!!? That's a Big Boy Word.
And now, he says CLOCK every. single. chance he gets.
Only problem?
Well, he doesn't exactly say CLOCK. He says. . . do I even need to tell you?
Yeah, I want to make sure that the picture is fully painted, google be darned.
He says, "Cock."
And he says it a lot.
Everywhere.
Costco.
Fred Meyer (that's Kroger to some of you).
Dinner out.
The library.
Yes, the library.
And he is quite insistent on telling you that there is a clock nearby.
Several times.
In loud voice.
That's my boy!