Yesterday Grace was working on a worksheet of blends. She wouldn't let me look. She has very specific rules about her work. Anytime she works on a project, she figures it out on her own and then surprises me. I guess she likes the reactions I give. I'm always very impressed.
Just as I was this time when I saw this:
Impressed and... surprised.
Apparently, during her five short years of life, she has believed this
to be a CHRain.
I never noticed. Since she learned to speak from me, perhaps I need to enunciate better.