Barb greeted me at the door today with:
Barb: “Did you know Alex could count to ten in Spanish?” (She sounded absolutely astonished!)
Me: “Well, last week he counted to five, I didn’t know he could do ten.”
Barb: “I’ve been working with him on it, since Sesame Street does it, but he’s never repeated the words. Never”
Me: “Wow, all the way to ten, huh?”
Barb: “I came in from another room and had to get closer to make sure I was hearing him right. He was counting his crayons in Spanish and got all the way to ten. You know, I think he’s the smartest little boy I’ve ever had. Even smarter than Blake.” (Blake’s her son.)
On another note along these same lines, I started reading Alex a book tonight, at his request, just before bedtime. It was Curious George’s ABC’s.
Me: “Do you know what letter this is?
Me: “Right, A is for Alligator. And what’s this letter?”
Me: “Yes, B is for Ball.”
We went through the entire alphabet and he did not make a mistake until R. After that he wasn’t doing so well, but he did know W, Y, & Z. Just a few days ago I was pointing to the letters on the refrigerator and he was able to correctly identify all 4 letters in ALEX. And those are not in alphabetical order, like the book, so he has to know them by sight, not by the ABC song.