I won’t even go into the math stuff our little sponge of a first grader is doing right now. Let’s just say he was drawing for me pies and illustrating fractions as I cooked dinner. Last night was another first on the Spanish front, and I’m jazzed to share.
My little reader (in English) has branched out and is starting to read in Spanish. His first solo attempt was a raving success (insert one proud mama smile here), as he read to me “Oso Pardo, Oso Pardo, que ves ahi?” and he read it like he knew what he was doing. Earlier in the day, he introduced me to the entire school, in Spanish. A few weeks ago he didn’t know a lick of Spanish. This, my friends, is progress.
While we certainly understand that fluency will take 5-7 years, the openness and comfort level our kids have to even attempt to read aloud (or introduce mom in front of 50+ other kids) is amazing to me. Hat’s off to our own personal adventure. I am a smiling parent!