Mikey has finally decided that he quite likes the idea of being read to and reading aloud himself. It’s been sort of difficult for me, as a serious book worm, to understand that he just didn’t like to be read to for a long time. I suppose that I just presumed that any children I had would love reading just as much as I do. He would wriggle and squirm, turn the pages of the book too fast and yell “all done!”. I kept trying though, despite a slight feeling of frustration. Last month something seemed to click and he decided he would sit nice and still for me to read The Roly-Poly Pudding by Beatrix Potter. He asked me to read it again and again, laughing about the naughty kittens and saying “uh-oh” to the rats trying to make Tom Kitten into a pudding.
After that he took a break from sitting still while being read to until this weekend, when he requested The Very Hungry Caterpillar. He got excited about all of the food the caterpillar ate, especially the ice cream. He helped me count the oranges, kissed the caterpillar better when he had an “ouch belly”, laughed at the “really big caterpillar” and gasped at the beautiful butterfly.
Then last night he asked me to read “Go, Dog, Go!” by P.D. Eastman. I read it to him about 10 times in total, with him asking “mummy read again!”, looking back and forth between the pictures in the book and my mouth as I pronounced each word. Then he began to read along with me, until he was reciting it by himself, pointing at the pictures and telling me what was happening on each page. Yelling “Go go doggies! It’s not too far” and “Stop doggies stop, the light is red!”
Forgive me for gushing, he is three years old and has had ongoing developmental issues from being born prematurely, especially with his speech. He has trouble with basic pronunciation, to the point that now sometimes when strangers meet him and ask how old he is they say “Oh…” and make that face when I tell them he’s three. He has difficulty with any sentences that contain more than three words, with pluralisation, does not yet use pronouns and we’re working on verbs and conjunctions. I feel like this is a huge breakthrough in that respect. I’m so proud of my baby boy, and more importantly he is proud of himself. He has been carrying the book around with him since reciting it for the first time, opening it to random pages and reciting it to me with a huge smile on his face.
Photos linked to Black & White Wednesday.