I know I shouldn't be weary of the inversion so soon after Christmas, but I am. I really am. It is a sludgy smear that rubs out my mountains and snuffs out the sun.
I am in desperate need of Vitamin D, and not the kind you get from pouring milk on your cereal either. I probably shouldn't write at all this month, because it will likely only devolve into moaning and carrying on about the weather.
But! There is this. Ellie has discovered the joy of reading. Aunt Wanna (as Ellie calls her), made up some flashcards for her with three letter words on them. She wrote the first letter of each word in blue marker and the last two letters in orange. Ellie put the sounds together in each word and now reads them.
Tonight she propped herself up with a stack of pillows, grabbed my copy of The Dark Divine and my book wedge book light, and looked up at me with her big brown eyes, I'm reading, she says.
What is this word here?
Uh...Puh. Up. It's up. She says this with every confidence that she's right. And you know what? She is.
And just like that she is on her way to decoding the mysterious world of words. I LOVE this part.