Gabi and Gramma Jane in Texas
In the car today, Gabi picked up a page of ads and coupons from the newspaper. We then heard her reenacting a computer game that she must have played at school, complete with background music. "G-A-B-I spells Gabi. Can you find the letter that matches the word? do-doo-de-do Lower-case g! Very good. Now can you find a lowercase a? do-doo-de-do Keep looking! do-doo-de-do There it is!" and so on. It was entertaining to listen to.
Then Gabi switched games. "Can you find some toothpaste? Oh, the creest. Yes, it matches!" Even though she used a long E sound, we could tell she had read the word Crest -- all on her own. We are impressed.
Gabi sliding at Fellowship Bible
Lolo and Lola took Gabi shopping to buy a new dress. Gabi said they should buy a size 5 so that she can still wear it when she grows bigger. (She is 4 years old now and currently wears a size 4. Kids' sizes make sense like that.) When they entered the store, they first saw a section of size 7-8, and Lola announced that they needed to find the section that comes before 7. Gabi responded, "No, that's 6. We need to find the one that comes before 6!"
Doin' the Twist at dance class
Gabi was talking to Aunt Lisa about her friends at school, Kate and Grant, who are in the same family but are both 4 years old. Aunt Lisa asked if they were twins, and Gabi said, "No, that's when you wear the same clothes, and they don't wear the same clothes." Sabrina and Samantha, the identical twins in her class, do wear matching outfits, so I can see how she came to that conclusion. (In case you're wondering, Kate and Grant are cousins.)
Sisters at the Little Rock Zoo
While we were walking into the grocery store last week, I was carrying Annabelle and holding Gabi's hand. Suddenly, about three steps away from the curb, Gabi stopped and let go of my hand. I immediately grabbed her hand and yelled at her to keep walking. Once we were on the sidewalk, I more calmly (but still firmly) explained that we never just stop in the middle of the street, and that she needed to keep holding my hand while we were in the parking lot. I then asked her why she stopped. Her explanation was "Because the stop sign said STOP." Indeed, we were standing right next to a stop sign alerting drivers that this was the crosswalk for pedestrians entering the store. Sometimes a little knowledge is a dangerous thing!
In a "hollow tree" at ACH
Gabi has learned about the various traffic signs at school. One time she saw a red octagon and pointed out that it didn't say stop because it didn't have the letters S-O-T-P. (That was many months ago. She's probably get them in the right order now.) Not only can Gabi recognize the stop sign shape, but she can also tell you it is called an octagon.
More recently, her class learned about the yield sign in school. Now as we are driving down the road, sometimes I will suddenly hear an urgent cry from the backseat, "Whoa! Slow down, Mommy! Slow down! You need to wait! I saw a yield sign!" This interjection was extremely distressing to me the first few times, as I wondered if there was something I missed. No, it was just a yield sign at the previous intersection for people who were turning right.
Running up a hill at the ACH playground
1 comment:
Man, Gabi is such a riot! How funny! Thanks for the stories Melissa. :)
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