Role Model-citizen

Tonight while I washed chick-pea curry out of a pan, further worsening my case of dishpan hands, JG {helped} Ladybug with her homework. Aww. Sweet. I know! He watched her as she connected pictures of things with a semi-straight pencil line to their corresponding number. Sometimes he reminded her to count twice and check answers. She gave herself a "doh" and bonked her head with her hand on only on one occasion that I could hear over the running water and garbage dispose-all.

They finished math and went onto reading. Her {Partner Practice} booklet was unfolded neatly on the kitchen table in front of her. JG sat next to her holding a pink pencil and using it as a pointer. The sounds started coming out as he poked randomly around the page.

*r

*llll

*sh

*a

He praised her after she whizzed through the first page.

him: Wow, Mommy. Are you listening to this?

me: Yeah. Sounds good. You're doing great, Ladybug.

her: *ch *sh *ck

him: Mommy, You should really listen. Can you hear her?

me: Ummm. I can't hear so well over the scrubbing and water running.

him: Turn off the water for a second and listen to what a great reader she is.

me: okay. go ahead.

her: *fff *uuu*ck *ck *ck

him: {shit-eating grin}

me: very good, Ladybug.

{very funny, daddy. you're banned from partner practice.}