Michael: Am I five today?
Me: Yes you are! Happy birthday.
Michael: Get me a book, please.
Me: This one?
Him: Yes. [He leafs through the pages] Mummy, I can’t read.
Me: Um, yes, I know, but you will be able to…
Him: Mummy, I’m 5, you said I would be able to read when I’m 5.
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Oh dear I really shouldn’t laugh at this one. But brilliant. Has he just been sitting there waiting all this time?
Very logical really.
Yes, clearly, TM. His teacher also feels that he is waiting for a bolt from the blue and has told us to pin up words around the house to encourage him. Personally, am past caring.
QoP, I suppose…
Awwww …
Happy Birthday Boys (belatedly). Luckily, as my soon-to-be 5 year old seems to be quite far off reading I haven’t made any rash promises as to when this miracle will commence. Hopefully she’ll surprise us before Oct 2011.
Pog, were your ears burning last night, I was talking about you.
C, isn’t it funny the way you really care with the first child and then you just don’t anymore…not sure whether this is due to exhaustion or greater common sense.
or both? Pity the youngest one!
Probably a bit of both yeah – maybe the youngest is lucky…