When spring break started, my 6-year-old had all the skills to read chapter books. She could decode. She knew dozens (maybe more) sight words. She had the interest - she loved nothing better than to have me read to her. But somehow, all that didn't add up to being a reader.
By the end of spring break, 10 days later, through no effort on my part - or hers, really - it did. In the last two days she breezed through four Princess Posey books (my older daughter was also a fan). This morning she got ready for school quickly and then asked if she could read Like Pickle Juice on a Cookie (the first in a series that is now up to 3 books), which was also one of my older daughter's first chapter books.
When I asked her what had happened between the beginning of spring break and the end, she replied, "My light bulb went on!"
She also told me, "Reading is the best thing, next to chocolate."
Music to my ears.