I bought a book at the beginning of the school year with activities in it geared toward the first grader. As with so many things, I had good intentions. A way to feed Lauren's intellectual curiosity. The book had remained until yesterday on the shelf in the downstairs bathroom.
We were sitting together at the dining room table, she with pencil and homework package. Every week they receive this - a list of spelling words with spelling exercises and a few pages of to drill whatever math skill they're working on. I sat reviewing my philosophy essays, writing things like Anselm: God is something that which nothing greater can be conceived.
"What's in the 'Everything Your First Grader Should Know' book?"
"Lessons about different subjects."
"Can we do one?" She set down her pencil. "I only have one more sentence and one more page of math."
"Sure." I retrieved the book. "What subject? Oh, how about Art?"
"Really?! Art is in there? That's so cool!"
We read about color and looked at a painting by Monet next to another by Whistler, and at the end of the lesson, the assignment was to draw something twice - first in bright, vibrant colors and then in dark, somber colors.
She probably spent an hour working on these two. We talked about which one she liked better, though I think you can probably tell by the grinning sun...