Learning to Spell
My son, Matt, a kindergartner, practices spelling with magnetic
letters on the refrigerator: cat, dog, dad, and mom have been
proudly displayed for all to see. One morning while getting ready
for the day, Mitchell bounded into the room with his arms
outstretched. In his hands were three magnetic letters: "G"-"O"-"D"
"Look what I spelled, Mom!" Mitch exclaimed, a proud smile on his
"That's wonderful!" I praised him. "Now go put them on the fridge
so Dad can see when he gets home tonight." That religious education
is certainly having an impact, I thought, happily.
Just then, a little voice called from the kitchen. "Mom? How do you