The Count is one my favourite character from Sesame Street. I actually learnt to count from him… as I learnt my love for cookies from Cookie Monster. But that’s not what I’m here to write about…
Nora can count to ten.
I find it cute when she sits at her table and tries to count her crayons; and when I read her the Hungry Caterpillar book at night, she counts the fruits with me.
Why is this not a ‘Proud Mother Syndrome’ post?
Don’t get me wrong, I am very proud of her but I also know that she is not really aware of numbers and amount. She’s just doing it by memory. She knows two comes after one, three comes after two and so on, but I know if I ask her to get me three balls, she has yet to learn that.
Why do I know this? As Jules and I observed, when she does sit and count her crayons, she’d go “three, four, five” for one pile and when she does another pile she’d go “three, four, five” again. So, she hasn’t yet associate the number with the amount.
But that will soon come as she is very keen on opening my purse everytime she sees it… hoping to count the money that I don’t have, maybe?
June 6, 2011 at 12:29 pm
Athena can count until four then she skips to six then eight to ten and then jumps to twelve and thirteen. It’s very random. And her alphabets start with O. So she goes ‘O, B, C..”
But you should be proud that she knows her numbers even if she has yet to associate them with a value. As for the money thing, get her to pay once in awhile and she’ll understand the value of that soon enough. Everytime Athena wants ice-cream or chocolates or anything, I pass her the number and she goes to the cashier to pay for it herself.