concentration

The light bulb has switched on and is shining so brightly. All of a sudden he can write, and more than his own name.  He spells words to me, he moves around the flashcards of letters to make words, he tries to spell lots of different words that he hasn't visually seen but has heard of. He's chunking words into syllables and his lispy  S is significantly less noticeable.

He rushes inside after the bus, unpacks his bag, gets changed and hops straight into his homework. All without my prompting him. He's so red hot keen to write his new letter/sound of the day.

Dang. I'm more than a bit proud of him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!