At five, Sister is showing a beginning interest in reading. She knows her letters and their sounds (mostly) and understands that letters make words. She memorizes books and “reads” them to Brother. And she loves to spell. “Mama, what does….spell?” or something similar are everyday questions. Occasionally she pulls the letters from some source (soup cans, signs, bags of chips) but frequently the “words” are of her own making. “Mama, what does S-Q-P-I spell?” Uhm – squippy? These odd combinations have been so common you can imagine my surprise at this question. “Mama, what does T-O-O-T-S spell?” My answer is followed by peals of laughter – delight that her letters actually spelled something and a giddy sort of embarrassment at the result. Now empowered she tries another. “Mama, what does B-O-O-T… no, B-S spell.” Wow, two for two. Any time people meet Sister for the first time, I am sure to hear something like, “She does speak well, doesn’t she?” or “She’s so articulate.” Ha! If they only knew.