In the true spirit of the oya baka parent I have to report that Ella read her first word. It wasn't a memorized word. She sounded out the three consonant sounds and it was there. Rabbit. We had been reading a Pooh story, one of those first reader ones with simple sentences and little word finds at the ends of the chapters.
This morning as we piled out the back door with backpacks and the baby car seat there was a brown rabbit sitting between the porch and the car. Ella ran towards him and he ran under the car and then across the backyard. I told her it wasn't nice to scare rabbits, and she said that he wasn't scared, that it was his birthday. " I know when rabbits have their birthdays too."
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