Nobody thinks she can read

I don't mean to only post things about Avery, but she's three.  Earlier today, she was sobbing to me, "Nobody thinks I can read all by myself, but I can, and nobody thinks I can.  Everybody just thinks I can't read and that I'm...a... baby-pants."  More sobbing.

What's a baby-pants? 

And she really can't read. 

But Preston can, and really well.  I don't know what he's going to learn in kindergarten.  Someone asked him, and he answered, "I'm going to learn about letters."  Sad that it's true.