I knew Eli could count to ten, but when he went all the way to fourteen, my mouth dropped open. I said, "Did you just count to fourteen?!"
Then, of course, I had to go through the, "I'm so proud of you!" "Luke, did you teach Eli how to count to fourteen?" (Luke claimed it, even though he doesn't usually get it quite right when he goes past twelve. Letters he knows and loves, numbers have not yet caught his interest.)
Then Eli looked at me and said, "Fiveteen." And this morning, still a little shocked and wondering if I had imagined it all, I said, "Eli, twenty-one..." To which he immediately replied, "Chenty-twoooooo."
If you've ever tried to teach counting, you know that this not quite two year old totally gets the concept of numbers and counting. I'm still in shock and so proud of my little mathematician!
It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
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Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
A Little Bragging and a Little Insight
The beauty of having a blog is that I can brag about things that my children do, even if it means nothing to anyone else, and it is totally okay. Not at all obnoxious, right? Glad we cleared that up.
Here is some of Luke's artwork, and I was completely impressed at how well he stayed in the lines. I understand that staying in the lines is not really important at this age. But I'm just sayin'. And, if this is not art, I don't know what is. (Oh, I colored the tree on the right.)
Here is some of Luke's artwork, and I was completely impressed at how well he stayed in the lines. I understand that staying in the lines is not really important at this age. But I'm just sayin'. And, if this is not art, I don't know what is. (Oh, I colored the tree on the right.)
As for the insight part, we went to the YMCA this morning so I could get some much needed exercise. We got out of the car, and Luke was totally acting crazy, dancing around and singing in his "I'm-so-full-of-energy-that-I-can't-control-myself" voice.
I am thinking, "Oh, no, this is not good." So I get down on my knees (Yes, sort of in a prayer.) and said, "Luke, what do you need?"
He wrinkled his nose and said, "I think I need to do some exercises."
I admit that it rained yesterday and we stayed inside all day long. I also admit that it has been very humid here the past couple of days, and I haven't exactly been very good about making sure the boys get enough outside time. But that is pitiful.
So today when we got home, we played hopscotch, ran sprints, kicked the soccer ball, played baseball, colored outside and had a picnic.
I am thinking, "Oh, no, this is not good." So I get down on my knees (Yes, sort of in a prayer.) and said, "Luke, what do you need?"
He wrinkled his nose and said, "I think I need to do some exercises."
I admit that it rained yesterday and we stayed inside all day long. I also admit that it has been very humid here the past couple of days, and I haven't exactly been very good about making sure the boys get enough outside time. But that is pitiful.
So today when we got home, we played hopscotch, ran sprints, kicked the soccer ball, played baseball, colored outside and had a picnic.
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