You know what's great about preschoolers? Their utter devotion to their Mommy, their need to follow, copy and please at all times, even when you are in the shower. (Many a shower session has been spent these past few weeks with Zoey's little body positioned on her pink stool between the shower curtain and shower liner, because discussing which shirt she wants to wear today just has to happen RIGHT NOW.)
This is the age when learning takes place at such a rapid rate it can be alarming. Overnight, Zoey has learned how to write her name, and the letter 'A', and rattle off long lists of 'B' words.
Devotion. Desire to please. Soaking up new skills like a sponge. Totally what I took advantage of this morning at 7:45.
Zoey: MOM. I'm ready to get up. MOOOOOOM....I want to get up now!
Me: Mmmpfff.
Zoey: MOM! I want hot milk! I mean...can I have some hot milk, please? I want to get up! Let's make coffee!
Me: !
Zoey: MOM. I want to get up!
Me: Zoey. Do you want to learn how to turn on the coffee pot for Mommy?
Zoey: Yes! I can make coffee! Now I can learn so when I grow up, I'll already know how to make coffee!
Me: Yes. Excellent. Go get your pink stool and take it to the kitchen.
So, to the kitchen we went. Zoey cozied her pink stool right up to the counter, where I showed her how to find the 'B' word that says 'brew'. 'B' is the letter they've been studying in preschool all week, so really, I'm just reinforcing her lessons.
'Buh-buh-buh, brew starts with B!'
Zoey happily flipped the dial to Brew and turned the nearby switch to On. And next Saturday? I plan to have her practice her newly acquired skill. It's only a matter of time before she's able to brew my coffeee, find the creamer in the fridge, and pour me my first cup in the morning. By the time she's six, hopefully.
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