We are trying to wring all the joy out of the waning days of her last summer as a little kid. So in the midst of busy summer days, I've been bad at paying attention to things I should record here.
She spent a couple days at a cottage with her cousins. Her cousins all have Nintendo DS systems. A long time ago, when she was probably a young 3, she begged for a DS after seeing these same cousins play on theirs. I am semi-anti-video game. So I made her a deal that seemed great at the time. She couldn't have a DS until she could read. I thought this would buy a couple years. Little did I know that she'd be able to read less than a year later. So I fudged the rules. She could have a DS when she could read an entire book cover to cover with no help. She was young enough to think this was the original agreement. But that came sooner than I was ready, as well. So I fudged the rules again, thinking I'd be able to coast until the end of kindergarten. And I told her she could have a DS when she could read a Level 3 book cover to cover with no help. Well, crap. She did that a while ago. But she had forgotten about this deal. Until her mini-vacation.
I got a call while she and her dad were en route home.
"Mama. How about that DS?"
No greeting or declaration of missing me.
"You said I could have one when I could read a Level 3 book, and I read that one about Tinkerbell a long time ago. So..."
So she got home and walked in the door and handed me her father's iPhone, where she had typed a notepad message to me that said:
Hello momy i rily want my ds
But i will haft to prove that i will win
my ds and my ds games
I read it and looked up.
She said, "Ok, I'm going to go upstairs right now and dig up a book and come back down and read it to you, and then you can go get my DS. I will get the Marley book and prove that I can read this stuff. It's harder than a Level 3."
"Mom. Prepare to be impressed... and then get your purse."