If you've known me at all for the last few years, you'll know that I have been worried about Olivia reading. After her baby and toddlerhood where she excelled and was often far ahead of her peers (she was speaking in full paragraphs at a year), I assumed that she would keep up that pace as she grew and was surprised when she didn't. Not disappointed, just surprised. I had to learn to be patient with her and let her go at her own pace, because she will accept nothing less.
However, we learned back in August that she had a pretty strong eye prescription and her pervious lenses had not been helping at all. Once we got that issue fixed, she took off like a lightening bolt and is now reading every word she can find. Phonics lessons are almost obsolete at this point. Almost.
Last week while we were wandering around the Henry Ford, she read this sign with almost no help. I know that for some of you, this does not seem like a big deal at all and maybe you're right. But for me, and for Olivia this is huge. This opens up a whole new world to her and to both of us. We can share things that we couldn't before and we can communicate in a whole new way.
Olivia makes it clear, everyday, that she is growing up, with or without my permission. I love watching her discover new things and I can't wait to see what she does next.