I played with Reesa in a really big sandbox today. Adults call it a volleyball court when the net is up, but it's too early in the season for that. I drew a big letter R in the sand, and she liked that, and asked for it again and again. She erased them with her feet, and after four or five R's I threw in an A.
"That's not an R!"
"No?"
"No!"
"What letter is it?"
"I don't know."
"It's an A."
She knew the O, couldn't guess the S, and identified the R when I drew it again. She made a game of erasing all of them with her feet
Later, in bed while I snuggled with both of the girls for a little while at bedtime, she whispered to me all of the names of the children she played with in the sand, and told me about the R's that I drew for her, and softly said, "And you drew an A, but that was the wrong letter."
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