Before he had even reached his third birthday, Zan was able to count to infinity and recite the alphabet backwards … in his sleep.
Jayna, on the other hand … well, the other day, she was using Zan’s Nintendo DS, and asked me which button to push. “The one with the ‘A’ on it,” I told her. She pressed “Y.”
And numbers? Um, until about a week ago, if asked to count to 10, you could have placed a safe wager on her saying something like, “Oooone, twooooo, threeeee, fiiiiiive, sevennnnn, niiiiine, teennnnnn.”
Last week, while I was in Texas, Wonder Woman bought Jayna this talking puzzle, which recites each number as it is placed in its proper spot. It seems to have worked, because she can almost count to 20 now.
I’d like to say that the reason she isn’t already proficient with letters and numbers is because she’s just very different from her brother, but I’m guessing that it has at least as much to do with the fact that, since she arrived, we’ve been content to just keep the two of them from accidentally setting themselves on fire or drinking drain cleaner.
It’s a good thing we didn’t have a third, or else that kid would have ended up knowing how to do little more than point and grunt by age five.