One’s children, just as beings, are (mostly) something totally indescribable (in a good way). And then they start reading.

To experience when one’s child starts to master the art of reading,  can not really be described in words. When a combination of signs turn into sounds, turn into meaning is magic.

You can actually see your child enter a new world. And to witness his/hers own consciousness of this new world is unmentionable. And makes me truly thankful.