Escalating

I was volunteering in Corin's class last week. They were doing small reading groups with the teacher while I helped others with "center" activities. I was stapling, attaching brads, an helping them remember the directions so I didn't get to listen to the reading.

As I was leaving, the teacher called me over. Apparently Corin's group was reading a book about people fighting and Corin had taken the opportunity to tell her they were "escalating". She was very impressed with his vocabulary and that he used it correctly. I was amused.

At least one of them hears me when I tell them to stop fighting and not escalate the situation.


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Apple picking

"The last ones we picked were vampire apples."

He means Empire. ;)




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Six year stats

Went to the doctor for his annual check-up. He was 46.5" tall and 47.4lbs. He was still tracking 75% lines for both. I think she said he had grown 3" since we came for his new patient visit in January?! No wonder none of his pants fit.

No shots for him. He was thrilled. In January, he agreed to the flu shot and then FREAKED out once she actually came in to give it to him. Since then, he's been stung by a wasp on the ear and I've convinced him that a shot hurts less than that did. We'll see if that makes any difference if and when he needs another one.

Confidence

Today, Corin made scrambled eggs. He wanted to stir so I left him stirring eggs in the pan while I got Ryanne out the door. They were "starting to stick" by the time I was done. I told him thank you for making the eggs. He got all excited that I was giving him credit for doing it alone.

Mommy: "You can do a lot by yourself. You just need more confidence."
Corin: "That word means a letter that is not a vowel. I need more consonants."
M: "No, confidence. Faith. Not consonants."
C: "Confanants. It also means letters."
M: "No...different words. Confidence. Consonants."
C: "Confanants. Confanants."

At least he's confident he understands that...

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Reader++

C has been working his way through the BOB books. He's not fluent, but he's made tremendous headway. Tonight, without supervision or any help sounding things out, he wrote a letter to the leprechaun that visited at school. 

"I love Luce
becus heg
av megld
sind Corin
thacyou."

For those that don't read 5 year old:
I love Lucky
because he gave me gold.
Signed, Corin
Thank you.


Little guy rocks my world. He's finally getting the hang of this reading and writing thing.