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06:21 am: Freaky
I was dreaming about Teddy. He was in a classroom, smiling and happy, enthusiastically waving his hand to get the teacher's attention.

Teddy called out in his sleep, "No putting my hand up in front of people!"

Freaky.

I know, I know: I must have dreamed that part, too.

Most* mothers know the wonderful connection you have with your child - waking up shortly before they do** and knowing what they need before they can articulate it.*** It's pretty amazing stuff.

It occurs to me, as I try valiantly to get my rational self to talk my non-rational self out of the notion that my son responded in his dream to a dream I was having, that the need to guard against that connection will continue. I can't jump to conclusions about knowing what's going on in his head or his life. I can't assume I understand what's bothering him.

Parenting is hard.

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In less freakish news, Teddy's been reading a lot. Just in the past few weeks, he's gone from recognizing a few important words ("Teddy," "Stop," "Thomas," "Friendly's," etc.) to actively reading. The Bob Books have helped with that, but he's even more enthusiastic about his Wall-E Bot Squad books.

His joy in his accomplishment has got to be some of the most contagious joy I've ever felt.


* All?
** Not always wonderful, but definitely a connection
*** Except when you're totally wrong

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From:(Anonymous)
Date:May 27th, 2009 03:09 pm (UTC)

Connections

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After this wonderful stage come adolescence, when you are sometimes forced to consider that perhaps he/she is a changling -- or an alien monster trying to take over the world. In either case, it's apparent that you can't tell what's going on inside that formerly familiar person's head. Then adulthood, when you learn some of the horrible mistakes you made as a parent -- and wonder who the heck they are related to. I believe that takes us into senility, and the recognition that you had less influence than you thought--and obviously whatever happened you can't be held responsible for it. :)

YoMaMa
From:(Anonymous)
Date:May 27th, 2009 08:45 pm (UTC)

Nothing comparable

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to the joy of reading, is there? Except maybe the first spoken words. I can hardly wait to hear him. Maybe he could read to me on the phone?

YoMaMa
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From:katehaney
Date:May 29th, 2009 12:45 pm (UTC)

Re: Nothing comparable

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I'm sure he'd love that. Might be kinda tedious on your end though.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:May 29th, 2009 01:02 pm (UTC)

Re: Nothing comparable

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There is no tedium in his learning to read: Only joy, excitement, and pure pleasure.
YoMaMa
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From:katehaney
Date:May 31st, 2009 08:10 pm (UTC)

well, there's that...

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There's also: "Mag has a bag. There is a hotdog in the bag."
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