When I went to find her for dinner, she was holed up in the bathroom with a notebook and a pen and had covered several pages with writing. Her nursery pictures all had writing. She is writing right now as I type, exclaiming 'write, write' every 30 seconds or so. Now if only I could teach her how to write actual letters....
Sunday, November 16, 2008
But who knows what it says?
Yesterday Kathleen came to me with a crayon, her coloring book, and a request: write. Not wanting to write at the moment, I suggested instead that she write for me. She then proceeded to write Kathleen, Sophia, Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, Grandpa, and all of the assorted names of cousins, aunts and uncles that I could think of. Then we wrote all of the words that came to mind. When Uncle Sam came over, she requested of him all of his words to write. Every time one of us said a word, Kathleen would make a very careful squiggle corresponding to the word.