The Twits

Chloe started reading THE TWITS by Roald Dahl today – by herself. She’s almost finished the book. She chose it because of the title, of course.

And it hasn’t disappointed. She read out loud – three times – the chapter about the horrible food adorning Mr. Twit’s horrible beard. And it’s amazing to witness the fast progress she’s made reading over the last six months.

My big girl is growing up. A common theme throughout this blog – which, by the way, now contains 203 posts.

Chloe had her swimming lesson today – and she’s really doing great. She’s swimming faster, more confidently – and it’s fun to watch because she’s the smallest kid in her class. She’s truly the little engine that could. She was the only one who was able to dive into the pool without assistance. And she did it twice without help. I was very proud of her.

We also signed her up for her first piano lesson. Next Saturday. It’s an experiment. Let’s see if she likes it. If she does, we’ll invest in a reasonably priced electronic keyboard. And if she perseveres for a year or two, maybe we’ll graduate to a real piano…

We’re back to the swim club tomorrow. Wonder if the water will be slightly less frigid. Hope so. But not counting on it. I’ll bring my hat and gloves with me, just in case.

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