Spelling Bees

After rehearsing for several days with Noah, I couldn't wait for the spelling bee to come. Who knew how many arguments a mother & child could have over a list of words. I would give him a word. He would attempt to spell it to me in an angry-I-don't-need-to-practice-sort-of-way. I would tell him he spelled it incorrectly. He would argue that he spelled it correctly. I would show him the word. I would remind him with my sincerest loving words that I was only trying to help him. He would say he didn't want to practice. I would leave it for awhile until he begged me for more help a couple of minutes later.
Noah did do pretty well. He made it to the final 12. He messed up on a word that caused him trouble the night before. I could only smile remembering the horrible time I'd had trying to help him spell it correctly.
He felt good about how he did. I felt good it was over.
Today, Emma came home with exciting information...She made it into the 3rd grade spelling bee. We've begun to practice. Unfortunately, witnessing the whole episode with Noah didn't do us a bit of good....At least it will all be over on Friday! Until next year.....