Learning at His Own Pace

Fourth kid. The last kid. I’m still trying to figure out how they survive childhood. The kid who never went to day care. The one who I’ve most allowed to just be a kid with constant play and very little “teaching” other than what he has picked up on his own. Because I’ve fought other kids in reading and letters... not doing it. And he’s just now five... I’ve fought the voices in my head telling me how we aren’t doing enough... about the elite preschool that has the letters memorized at three... going into kindergarten already reading...and just let him be. No matter what other preschool kids are doing. And always doubting myse... Read more