Zach is learning to read. I am very amazed by this cause this is the same child who had me crying a mere 7 months ago (or less) because I didn't know how to help him to recognize his numbers and letters. They've been making their own books in class and once they've mastered reading them, they bring them home to read to us. After about the 15th time that Zach read THE ANIMAL book to me, I began daydreaming about the Dick and Jane books we learned to read with and was mentally making up my own words.
Go Dick, go.
Go Jane, go.
Do whatever the hell you want, Spot.
Stupid freakin' mutt.
Always gettin' us into trouble!