hawke: a running/ jumping/ reading miracle
My boy.
My Hawkeye.
He no longer has a mohawk.
Which makes me sad.
But when I last trimmed the hawk, the Hawke would not sit still under the hair trimmers and I managed to mangle the hawk past all recognition as a legitimate hairstyle.
He’s just a mess of a little man.
But I love him.
So much.
He can read.
Seriously read.
Looking at a cook book sitting on our counter, he says, “Mom – is this Southern Fixin’s?” (Which might sound like a corny name for a cookbook. But man, the recipes are amazing. It’s my go-to cookbook for all things delicious.)
Sitting on the counter (I would never allow that -right?) and staring at our chalkboard cabinet door with the dinner menu listed on it, he asks, “Hey, Momma – are we going to eat a crock pot on Friday?” He cracks up at his own joke. “Because that’s what your sign says. Crock pot. Who eats crock pots?”
Reading posts that I am writing for this blog over my shoulder. Correcting me (politely, naturally) if he thinks he has a better idea.
He’s in kindergarten – this Wonder Reader.
And today, week 10 of our school year, he completed the last lesson in his Learn To Read, kindergarten edition, phonics curriculum.
What in the world?
This is certainly a first for a Keigley kid.
I told him we would celebrate his book completion this weekend by making a special dessert together.
His cohort London whispered in his ear.
And suddenly Hawkeye knows what he wants to make.
Peanut Butter Pie.
And that’s cool with me.
I like Peanut Butter Pie.
It’s a miracle to me, really.
Not the Peanut Butter Pie.
Not London’s heavy-handed influence.
But the fact that this boy – this moving, running, sprinting explosion of a fellow – this unable to adhere his bum to a sit in any normal-human-style-fashion kid – can read.
I adore the miracle of knowledge.
And I adore this little man leaping off at the starting point.
And I humbled and awestruck to play a part in my Hawkeye’s present and future.
6 Comments
tiffany p.
I think that when my kids "got" the reading and were really reading is my favorite part of homeschooling. There are plenty of other things that I love about homeschooling, but when they catch on to the reading thing and the world (literally) is open to them it is so exciting. I don't remember when I learned to read, I just remember always being able to read. So I find it so fascinating to be able to look on as my children have reached that great milestone. I have always said (and I probably got it from some wise homeschool mentor), teach them to read and think and they can teach themselves anything else. Congratulations Lacey and Bergen!!! You can now learn anything.
LaceyKeigley
I agree!
It is incredible to watch that happen.
@AnnaSexton
Maybe in a year or two, check out The Great Brain series–I hope they're still in print. I ate them up as a kid. I was a tomboy, so they aren't too girly for him or anything.
karen
i love that you have this cookbook. it's one of my favorites as well. : )
Gretchen
Tell Bergen congrats on the reading!!! And I LOVE peanut butter pie!!! Almost too much! 🙂 Good choice !!!! It is amazing huh? The whole learning to read……..I agree………amazing! 🙂
LaceyKeigley
I will tell Berg.
It is amazing! (both peanut butter pie and reading!)