She looks over at me with frustration in those gorgeous hazel eyes. As she struggles to identify the letters my heart aches with sadness. I am her personal coach, cheer leader, teacher, mother. I listen to her name the ones she already knows and I can hear the smile in her voice. The other letters, however, bring my girl to a place I've never seen before.
We are in between the point of identifying and comprehending. The in between where the light switch hasn't flipped on just yet. I can't help but remember how easy it was for my oldest child to remember letters, combine sounds, and begin reading at the ripe old age of four.
My sweet daughter is not excited to sit down with me and "read". I'm stupid. This is what she tells me.
My skin crawls when any of my children say this word, especially about themselves. I reassure her she is not in any way, shape, or form stupid. I put her on my lap, smother her with kisses, and tickle her until she begins to laugh uncontrollably.
We just have to keep trying.
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