First Steps

Isaac is becoming a solid reader.  Is reading the last great stage that a parent gets to experience?  Do you remember when your child first walked?  That was special.  The completely ridiculous way in which he spasmodically threw one leg in front of the other.  The way in which he managed to do this two whole times before bashing his head on the ground.  (Don’t judge me.  After all, we are talking about your child.  And also it was on plush carpet.  Hypothetically.)  More importantly, the way that it made your heart beam.

Or his first word?  In Isaac’s case it was vent.  Look, I don’t really know what that means.  (Have you ever met anyone who didn’t realize that starting sentences with look was not polite?)

I also loved the much less praised stage of “thinking”.  When Isaac was two my dear grandmother called him an idiot.  I would have tried to explain to her that calling two-year olds idiots is not cool, but I was too afraid of being called an idiot.  Her sentiment, while expressed poorly, was understood.  Up until a certain stage kids are just sponges.  

When you see them think for themselves the first time, it is special.  When Isaac saw a piece of feces on the sidewalk and said “dog,” I was proud.  Deductive reasoning.  Higher brain power.  

Reading is the same for me.  Isaac read Amelia Bedelia to me today.  It amazes me that kids can learn to read.  I amaze easily, my grandmother always said, on account of being an idiot.  We tell them that when marks are made a certain way, they make letters.  When those letters are arranged a certain way, they made words.  When those are arranged a certain way, they make thoughts.  

From this, our kids learn to make sense of these foreign marks and access the mind of the writer.  To hear Isaac chortle about Amelia Bedelia’s misunderstandings is magical.  It is fleetingly sweet.  

In these moments, I am forced back to his first steps.  To his first words.  To his ever lengthening milestones.  It is both satisfying and terrifying.  

PS  I am a dork for not making it obvious that I graduated from law school almost 6 years ago.  Sometimes, I write in a weird tense, because, well, I am weird.  Hate to let that cat out of the bag.  I am now a reformed lawyer.

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