In the past few days Lex has started
asking me about words that he read at a different time and
place. I’m always amazed at the learning process. The other
day, out of the blue, he said, “Mom, what does chops mean?”I
asked him to use it in a sentence, but he didn’t seem to
understand my request, so I asked where he saw the word and he
said, “Mom, in the Winnie-the-pooh book Tigger licks his
chops.” So I did my best to explain. (Alan did a better job
later that evening) Then, when I was buckling him into his
carseat yesterday he asked me what does “widow” mean. Again I
asked where he saw that word and he said, “Mom, in Jack and the
Beanstalk, Jack’s mom is a widow.” He likes to start all
sentences with “Mom!” just in case I stopped paying
attention… which I sometimes do… I don’t even know when he
last read that book, but it makes sense that he wouldn’t know
the word and wouldn’t be able to figure it out from the
context. He never ceases to amaze me. I think it’s cool that
he’s thinking about the books later in the day and still
mulling over words he doesn’t understand. Even cooler that he
cares enough to ask!