I got Avery a set of letter writing cards in Chicago...and...two weeks later he can write his own name. My jaw is on the floor. I think the thing that amazes me most is that he figured out how to do it by himself. Yes, in the example above I helped him out (green letters) but he has been playing with those cards and dry erase markers for hours. I might hand him some cookbooks and see if dinner magically appears on the table (coffee table that is, Scott and I don't even have dining room chairs anymore).
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