Shameless Katie Brag

I know this is going to be obnoxious and gratuitous, so I apologise in advance. The thing is, last night I realised that Katie's reading is only significant for a short period of time. In a few years it won't matter at all. Reading early isn't going to make a whit of difference to her college applications, her boss in thirty years, or to the value of her house. The only time it matters at all is right now. Forgive a proud mama.

Yesterday on the course of two long train rides and a visit with family Katie read all of The Magic Finger by Roald Dahl. It was an abbreviated version that came in a cereal box, but it was still very cool - few pictures, lots of words. At her Aunty's house, she read several pages to her Granddad. At the same time Buffy merrily crawled and scooched her way across the floor. I had to run into the kitchen before I filled so completely with Mommy pride I exploded.

Excerpt of what Katie read:

"I can't stand hunting. I just can't stand it. It doesn't seem right to me that men and boys should kill animals just for the fun they get out of it. So I used to try to stop Philip (pronounced P-hilip) and William from doing it. Every time I went over to their farm I would do my best to talk them out of it, but they only laughed at me." (This goes on for 56 pages.)

Okay, thank you for letting me brag so shamelessly. I'm done now. (Read: for now)