Because the easel is sized for a child, because I'm not a child, because my knees don't make the best feet, and because the spoiled little angel also received a Crayola writing desk (complete with a marker-board top) from her daddy for Christmas last year, I was able to convince her to come practice on the table.
After a few attempts at the two letters she brought over with her (S and T), Tammy and I were able to convince her to try some other letters, and even to write her name.
With just a little coaching: "C looks like this..." and "D looks like a long up-and-down line with an O touching it." and "an L is just a long line that goes up and down." etc.
In short order we had this:
Oh... one more thing. The last blog, about the parade, I forgot to mention: We were on TV. Apparently we were either perfectly placed, or the cameras thought Cordy was cute enough that nobody would notice the bald fat guy towing her along the parade route, because we got center stage. Yep. We're famous.
2 comments:
How old is Cordelia now anyway? good job writing her name!
Cordelia is 3. She's been a little bit behind with her speech, which the specialists said would likely delay her reading skills.
So I don't know if her writing is behind or not. Regardless of what the "average kid" can do, every step forward is a big deal. Even if she wasn't able to write her name till she was 30, it would be a big deal.
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