So, the FYO is actually reading quite well.
Yeah. Yeah. We're proud of her, etc. etc. But reading brings on another level of issues.
For example, when Cousin was in town over Easter and we were reviwing the TIVO playlist, the FYO yelled out
What's Sex and the City?
Tonight's question was much more difficult.
She had grabbed my New York Times Magazine in the back of the car and was just flipping through it, spelling out words she didn't know and asking for clarification.
What is T-I-G-H-T?
What is T-E-R-R-O-R-I-S-M?
What is that?
Its like a scary movie?
Like Star Wars Three?
Um. Not exactly.