I walked in the house from my WONDERFUL mentor session with Ms. Jo. Little Man…
We are having a time with Little Man. He seems to do *really* well for about an hour or so and then his brain stops working. It just simply stops working.
He can tell me forever and a day (on a good day) what a square is but when his brain shuts off, he can look at me with those giant brown eyes and not have a clue what a square is.
Today, our issue was with rhyming. The word was “cat” and the choices were “goat, tree, hat.” Let’s just say, I gave up and this was the conversation that was had.
Me: “Dude, what is your problem…were you raised in a barn?”
Little Man: “No, mommy. I wasn’t raised in a barn, I was raised in a mud hut.”
Uhm, how do you argue with that….the boy is speaking truth. Here is the house that he was born in….his mom and siblings still live here.