I am going to brag about my kid. *disclaimer- I do not in any way think any of my kids are perfect. They each have their own unique trials and things that they struggle with and things that I struggle with them. That being said, I have to give credit where credit is due.
He has been SO motivated to learn to read. (I did give him a bribe. Hey, incentives are okay- right?)
I was making lunch a couple days ago when I noticed Peter get this book off the shelf. He started reading it out loud, on his own. He can't do the whole book yet, but I am SO impressed with how hard he is trying. And I am thrilled that this is a pleasant situation for both of us! He gets out a book or two every day and we have spent about 30 minutes of him reading out loud. I am in heaven! I really hope he has a love of reading like I do.
(in case you are wondering what the bribe is... I promised him a LEGO Star Wars set when he can read a whole book like the one above on his own)
I have a second Peter story too. He is so...soo...uh...Peter? I can't describe it any other way. Tonight I noticed that Peter had thrown all of his bedding on the floor (from his top bunk). He said it was because he lost a toy earlier and had to find it. I really wasn't in the mood to climb back on his bed and tuck in the sheets. (If any of you have ever had a bunk bed, you know what a pain-in-the-butt it is to make those things) So I told him since he took them off, he could put them back on. About 40 minutes later, I can hear wimpering upstairs. (I had been ignoring it for a good 35 minutes) I figured Peter was just upset because his sheets weren't flat or something. When I went in his room I found him with the light on, and the flat sheet perfectly positioned and pulled taught on his bed, but he was about a foot off on the length so he couldn't tuck it in on the foot of the bed because his body was on the bed still.
He was trying SO hard!
He was
not going to go to bed until his bed was made
perfectly.
For being four years old, he really surprises me sometimes. If it was me at age 4, I am pretty positive I would have dragged 1 of the blankets up my ladder, wadded it in a ball and fell asleep and not even cared.