Blue Hat, Green Hat, by Sandra Boynton
This book has been one of my younger daughter’s favorites for years. She likes to read it to me. For quite awhile, she read it like this: “Blue hat, green hat, red hat, poots!” She has lost that particular adorable mispronunciation and now reads it properly as “Blue hat, green hat, red hat, oops.”
When I say “read,” I mean that she says the words. She has memorized them. Although the observant adult will notice evidence that she can actually read quite a few words, she steadfastly insists that she cannot read. I’m not too worried about it: I figure school will sort that out. Still, I am grateful for this book, which reminds her how fun it is to be able to read a book on your own. It is going into the (far too big) stack of books that I’ll never give away, even as my kids outgrow them.
