Margaret is very interested in letters, and loves to play with the magnetic alphabet letters from the fridge.
And this morning, she completely blew my mind.
She came up to me with a Z, and said “Z is for zipper.”
And then she turned it on its side, and said “N is for Nana and noodles.”
I had never thought of that. But she’s right. So I think that pretty conclusively proves that she’s not dyslexic. In fact, it suggests that she’s excessively lexic. More lexic even than me.