Bragging Rights

For any of you whom may not know, my sister Kim is a kindergarten teacher. She has been helpful in my quest to prepare Mattea for the dreaded day when she leaves home for school. She shared a story with me of a little boy struggling in her class. Because of poor planning at home, this particular little boy was far behind his classsmates in the basic kindergarten requirements. Since then, I've been on a mission to do all I can to prepare my daughter for school (not that I wasn't doing that before.)
Yesterday while doing flashcards, Mattea was successfully able to identify the letters: M, Z, P, S, W, K, & H. She can count to 10 in both English and Spanish. She knows many of her body parts in Spanish. She is getting good at cutting with scissors, can use glue semi-appropriately, has been "reading" books back to me on a very frequent basis, and can get herself buckled in her car seat. Did I mention she just turned 3? To many of you this may not seem like a big deal - and I don't typically ramble on about the minor accomplishments of my children, but for some reason these tasks make me proud. I think because her dad and I can sit back and can see the fruits of our labor. We have worked hard at producing independent, smart, polite, and compassionate little girls (with a whole lot of divine intervention of course). We strive for their hearts to be pure and their actions to be gracious. It is hard work and at times very frustrating. We know our children aren't bound to save the world but we do believe they are on the road to doing something GREAT (whatever that may be.) So with all that said and done, we're off to study geography today (just kidding - I'm not that bad).