Zoë has been a reluctant reader. She can do it, but she doesn't really try to do it voluntarily.
The other day Zoë, my Mom and I were in a GapBody store. Near the check-out desk (or cash-wrap as it is referred to by Gap insiders) there is a table of their new line of lotions and potions. As we were waiting to pay Zoë was smelling each and every bottle.
After a few minutes she turned to me and said, "Mommy, what does ter-yum-me mean?"
"Ter-yum-me," I asked, "Where do you see that?"
"Here," she said pointing to one of the bottles.
I picked it up and it had a sticker on it that said "Try me!"
Ter-yum-me = Try me.
I loved both her interpretation of the words and the fact that she is finally inspired to try reading on her own.