Milo works away on his magnadoodle for eight minutes or so.
He's humming.
::::scribblescribblescribble::::
"Ta da!" [no, he really said that.]
Me: Oh! What did you write?
Milo: See?? [gestures in a "spokesmodel" way at the Magnadoodle board. It says MLOMLOM.]
Me: That's wonderful, Milo! What does it say?
Milo: [stares at his notverybright mother. stares some more. Looks down at the board thoughtfully. Decides to go for flattery.] It says "Mommy!"
Me: Awww, that's so sweet! Can I show you how that word is written in books?
Milo: Sure!
[We erase the magnadoodle. I dictate. He writes. Ta da!]
Me: Want to write your name now?
Milo: Sure!
[I dictate. He writes. MILO.]
ohmyHECK. I am such an IDIOT!!!! That first board said:
Milo Milo M....[and then he ran out of magnadoodle board or he'd have happily gone on "writing" his name over and over again! Because he's in that stage of writing where there ARE NO VOWELS!!! -- okay there are o's but o's don't count because o's are CIRCLES and circles are WONDERFUL -- He doesn't have his name memorized but it's okay because he can sound it out!!!!! But people at his writing stage often only "hear" the consonants.]
::::::SMACKS HEAD REPEATEDLY ON KEYBOARD:::::::
Really. There's a reason they never let me teach anything below fourth grade. Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth -- did that. Primary? Never for more than a week (of subbing).
I'm off to eat a quart of ice cream on the PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A MOM couch.
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*snort* You so are not. (How's that for grammar purgatory?) You played with him and took time with him, and along the way something clicked. He's happy. He's learning. You're happy. You're learning. That's payoff, isn't it?
Dy
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