I spent some time this morning going through pages in the "My 1st Grade Giant Floor Pad" with my son. Listening to him sound out words, piecing together rhymes and creating new ideas beyond what the book asked of him, it fills my heart with joy and sadness. My boy's learning to read; soon he'll be able to tackle books on his own and that special time between us will be gone.
And that's parenthood -- excited for the next step and sorry to see this one go and missing the one that came before even though it might have been frustrating at times. I blink and it's gone.
I'm going to make him stop playing Wii now -- I need some more time with him tonight actually playing and talking with me. He doesn't understand why. In about twenty-five years he will.
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