The Perk About Not Knowing Your ABCs
My youngest doesn’t know his alphabet. I’d bet that he doesn’t even know one letter. Now, I know that this isn’t all that unusual, in the wider scope of things. But in the narrow scope of his siblings, well, it’s kind of a remarkable thing. My oldest learned his letters — I don’t know when. All I know was that he was reading the Velveteen Rabbit at three and a half. My second oldest thought that reading was what big boys *did*. So he was motivated to seek me out to teach him the alphabet when he was 18 months old. My 3rd son learned his letters sometime, I don’t know when. Bless him, I remember so little of his toddler years. When teachers and other professionals try to get his developmental history from me, I just shrug and try to keep it vague. But, my baby, he’s going to learn it soon. Do you know why? Because one of my favorite artists, Charley Harper, will be featured in this book.

Wow! I’m so excited.