She learned to read over the past year. She started out with the Bob books, which use three-letter words. They're a great way to introduce kids to reading. She picked up steam really quickly and now she is reading easy readers and some chapter books on her own. She is currently hooked on The Magic Treehouse, and I can barely keep up, gathering them from the library so she can read them in order.
Yesterday I picked her up from school and she said "Guess what Mom? I sneaked some snow from the playground and put it in my pocket!"
I said "Oh, honey, I bet it melted. Is your pocket wet?" I thought she'd probably gotten a little handful of snow and she'd be disappointed that it was gone.
She reached in her coat and said "No it didn't. Look!" She pulled out a pocket-sized lump of ice. She was so proud of it. She named it Icy, and asked me to put it in her snack container. She told me I couldn't run the heater on the way home. When we got home we put it in the freezer. Now she has a memento of our one substantial snowfall so far this year.
She has such a great imagination. We went to Disney World for her 5th birthday and to celebrate the holidays. She still believes in all the characters. I love how she is able to believe that scary characters aren't real, but good ones are. When she asks me "Do you think mermaids are real?" or "Do you think fairies are real?" I usually say "What do you think?" I hope she never loses her belief in magic, or her ability to create a little of her own every day.
