"Ah maid in dee manam," I sound out as best as I can.
"Wow, I spelled something!" Aidan says in excitement.
Aidan and I love to play this game, whether it be with pen and pencil, magnetic letters, wooden blocks or alphabet cookies from Trader Joe's. It is amazing to see him string together the letters he knows into groups to form words, real or made up.
Playing with words is a family pastime. My dad sent me this email:
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
We play with toys that teach, like this Spin Spell I found at the thrift store.
We play with our food.
And we do some phonics for good measure.
The ability to read and write is the ticket to exploration and expression, and we have the privilege of helping our children prepare for their adventures. We pack their bags with 26 letters, a passport to the world of endless possibilities, and the freedom to learn.