it took me ages to learn to read, once learned though it was and is a continuing joy of life. I can see how things look through pictures, I can put words to pictures and build a story around the picture, (not great stories), but reading, that is different. People talk about how "A picture is worth a thousand words", but that is only one picture, sometimes a thousand words can paint a heck of a lot of pictures.

You have three pictures in your post, but I can see smallsteps trying to see those signs, the frustration on her little face, and the see the pure joy at her first sign reading in your wife and in your face. I am not there, in 20 years when she finds this post I am sure she will be able to see the pictures more clearly from this day, and re-feel the joy at her first sign reading.

Reading is such a big part of life, whether for work, learning or most importantly joy. It is good she is learning so well and will be able to not only speak, but likely read in two languages. I keep thinking about learning Russian, just so I could read some untranslated books and stories, and to find the more obscure books that have not been translated, or new books that might never see translation.