But, I have to admit, G-Bear's spelling prowess causes me some problems too. Up until now, I have enjoyed the luxury of being able to communicate privately with T in the presence of our children by spelling out words to make our conversation harder to follow.
"Should we get a T-R-E-A-T?"
"Do you know if it is D-O-N-U-T S-U-N-D-A-Y today after Mass?"
"Yes, today we'll see the doctor and get V-A-C-C-I-N-E-S this afternoon."
Well, now our Super Speller's ears perk up when she hears a word spelled out. Not only is G-Bear able to decipher most words that I am trying to spell for T, if she finds a word too challenging she'll draw everyone's attention to our conversation by asking me what I just said! Clever girl!
I am trying to accept the fact that our days of private conversations, at least when our kids are around, are over. We'll adapt, I am sure. But until we do, I'm determined to celebrate the spelling successes rather than pout over privacy matters.