During breakfast today, Elizabeth asked, "How many is 13 if you do it 42 times?" She was trying to count how many holes are in the webbing on our dining room chairs, and decided (on her own, completely untaught) that multiplication would make this problem easier. Last week I brought home a new concealer stick. When Elizabeth asked what it was, I told her it was "makeup." She stared at it intently. "No, Mama. It doesn't say M-A on it."
She likes it when I write her notes and stories that she can read herself, and it's getting easier to do this as her reading vocabulary expands.
We've finished the Chronicles of Narnia series and The Hobbit, and now we're reading the American Girls series. The one we're reading focuses on Molly, who lived during WWII, and it explains WWII in a pretty age-appropriate way. Now Elizabeth likes to play "bomb shelter" just like Molly did. I had to forbid her from teaching it to her friends, because I don't want any angry phone calls from their parents!
She's working on mastering the Easter story (with the aid of the Resurrection Eggs) so that she can tell it to my parents on Easter Sunday.
I've never been the parent of an almost 5-year-old before. It's really fun!
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