ure, on the 5th to 10th consecutive readings of Miss Spider's Birthday we have resorted to just saying the letters and letting the kid fill in the rest [I hope she remembers to use "ogle" and "mingle" during the pre-school interviews.]. And now that you mention it, she does recognize "G" from my cowboy belt buckle [Montana Silversmiths, from Ream's, the late, great grocery/westernwear store in Provo, Utah]. But please, she's one year old. Harvard bedamned, we are not teaching her the alphabet.
And despite the urgings of her Francophilic aunt, we were not teaching her French...yet. So when the kid started chanting "M-O-I, M-O-I" from time to time, and we couldn't for the life of us figure out where it was coming from.
Then on the way to the store this morning, my wife called, excited and a little freaked out, because the kid was in the back, poking repeatedly at the visible letters on her car seat and chanting "M [axi-C] O [s] I."