Summer checklists are still working well. I mean, Salty occasionally gets kicked out of his karate or gymnastics classes for disobeying the rules which means he doesn’t get his exercise done and therefore misses his screen time. But that’s to be expected.
Underneath the thick shell of defiance and naughtitude, Salty sports a venerable intellect. I’m teaching the boys to read now (despite the warnings of a couple of school teachers that boys shouldn’t be taught to read for another two years), and Salty is phenomenal. He catches on so quickly. It’s a blast to witness. I don’t hold out much hope that this will make him an ideal student by any means. He knows perfectly well how to count to 40, yet he regularly plays dumb by counting to ten wrong or refusing to count to ten at all just to be difficult. And I know he knows how to count to ten because all I do is tell him to “Get over here right now. One…Two…Three….”
He also won’t respond to any questions that he doesn’t deem worthy. He just looks at you with big brown eyes and sucks his fingers ignoring your question. He also won’t respond to me calling his name half the time and Kent calling his name at all.
Oh well. In fourteen short months he will go into the school system, and then this defiant little genius will be someone else’s problem.
Here are some lesson books Fluffers made for her brothers to practice reading.