Miss Oh Waily has been big into letters recently.
I’d have to be blind, deaf and stupid not to have noticed her “sensitive period”. It’s all about language, writing, letters and numbers.
We have been reading and re-reading and re-reading and re-reading three of my Beatrix Potter* books. The little Miss is now well versed in Peter Rabbit, the Flopsy Bunnies and Mrs Tittlemouse.
These are my lunchtime bribe in order to get Miss Oh to have quiet time (and preferably a short sleep). But for some time now she has been coming to the concept that we adults don’t actually ‘read’ the pictures. She has bluntly asked me “Mummy, are you reading the pictures or the words.” I, of course, answer that I am reading the words. But like her ex-scientist father, she must do her own experiments. This involves alternately placing her hand over the top of the picture of dear little Peter Rabbit and then the words on the next page. Naturally my memory (being an older person) is not as good as hers and I must request that she remove her hand from covering the text so that I can continue the story. She has repeated this experiment several times now.
I am unsure as to her need to re-check that I wasn’t fudging the first dozen times, but then she is a child and repetition is their thing.
On top of this fascination with the idea that maybe, just maybe, her Mum reads those funny squiggles rather than makes up the story about the picture herself (does that mean she’s going to think less of me as a storyteller ?), comes the ongoing interest in creating letters.
I have already shown you her A in playdough and now I get to add that she is actually capable of the odd bit of writing. A couple of days ago I encouraged her to “do some art” so that I could concentrate on packing some more of the 25+ boxes of books for our move to Wellington. Well blow me down if she doesn’t sit on those boxes with her paper and crayons and proceed to create the letter E. And I don’t think it was one of those fortuitous “it kinda looks like it, so I’ll say it was it” moments. She turned to me immediately and said “look, I made an E /e/”. There was intent.
According to Montessori the capacity to write comes before the capacity to read. I can’t remember exactly the approximate age that this begins, but I certainly didn’t think it was a few days before Miss Oh turned three !!
Photograph to come.
In addition to this increased interest in letters and writing comes an interest in numbers larger than 10. This is also being addressed through the Miss Potter books. I am having to explain numbers at the bottom of each page. Miss Oh can recognise numbers into the teens – but not all of them, and not consistently. She can count to the high teens without too much trouble as well. So I am thinking that a bit more formal help from me is now required when we get settled in our new abode. There definitely needs to be some more number recognition games made available to her, so watch out for more mathematical posting in the near future.
Now, on the mundane blog admin side of things. We will be packing up the house tomorrow and Friday, then heading down to Gran and Pop Oh Waily’s place for Friday and Saturday. On Sunday we head south and are planning to stop at Palmerston North overnight. On Monday morning we shall be up for the last leg of our journey to the capital. Then, no doubt, we will spend all of Monday moving in to the apartment and rearranging boxes around and about.
What this means in a blogging sense, is that I may have to rely on the goodwill use of other people’s internet should I have the time to write anything of interest, otherwise it will be the middle of next week at the earliest when I can confirm our safe arrival. So, if it goes quiet, then either I have nothing of note to share – or I am having battles with our internet company of choice in Wellington. 😉
No matter which it is, I will be back. But in the meantime, I wish everyone a happy last week and a bit of winter (or summer), and I’ll see you on the other side of the move.
* Miss Oh Waily-ism “Lectrix Spotter” or even odder “Not Lectrix Spotter”