Moments with Mack
Oh, my four year old cracks me up and makes me laugh all the time! I love his chubby face and his squishy hands and all of the freckles on his face. He’s learning a lot here at home during our school time. I know most four year olds these days know their letters, sounds and even how to read; however, we move at a different pace….and we’re good with that. Because he can now recognize his letters, he thinks he’s ready to read. He just asked me (on this rainy, lazy, pajama day) to let him read one of our favorites: THERE WAS AN OLD LADY WHO SWALLOWED A FLY. He’s heard it a plenty from his sisters and me. I thought I’d record his version, which he “read” with great precision and pride….and even confidence.
“There was an old lady who swallowed a fly. I don’t know why she swallowed a fly. For haps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider. It wrickled and tickled and jickled inside her. For haps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird. It hurt. (long pause as he searches the picture)
HOW EGGZURD! She swallowed a bird.
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat. She swallowed a cat to catch a bird who swallowed a fly to catch the spider. HOW EGGZURD! For haps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a dog–HOW EGGZURD! It tickled and tickled and wickled inside her.
There was an old lady who swallowed a cow—I don’t know HOW EGGZURD!!! For haps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a horse. For haps she did die.”
We also had a little art project going on this afternoon. I told the kids that they would need to start with a DRAFT. I asked them if they knew what a DRAFT was. Ruby shook her head no….Mack piped up, “I know!!! A giraffe is a big animal.”
We also had some popcorn this afternoon. Mack didn’t want popcorn; he wanted fruity gummies. Seeing how he’d already had several packs today (some approved by mom and others snuck out of the pantry), I said no to the gummies and offered him popcorn. He, of course, ate a good amount of popcorn. At the end of his enjoyment, he told me that “someping is stuck in my teef…and that’s why I told you from the start I didn’t want to eat popcorn.”
So, after a very busy couple of weeks, I would say we were due for a lazy day. We did school—math, english, history, writing, spelling, and reading—but we did it at a slow pace. I didn’t make up any beds or wash any clothes today. The extent of my cooking was popping that popcorn I told you about. I needed a day like this!!!