Today, she came home, sat next to me at the desk and announced, "I'm writing a book".
After about 10 minutes, she asked how to spell "would".
She then drew a quick picture, scribbled her name "because I'm the illustrator AND the author", then proudly held up her magnus opus and asked me to take a picture.
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Translation: I look at my cat and she looks at me and she [climbs? hopefully not "craps"] on the sofa.
By Reese Willardson
While I am highly disappointed that her subject matter is a cat, I'm still a pretty proud Mama, today. I mean, really, how cute is this? Yesterday, she was writing individual words. Today, she forms sentences and sounds out words independently.
Oh, how I love that she chose the word, "sofa" vs "couch". Such a lady.
And she is a good pet owner...see how she's wiping the cat in the illustration? Dang Paper-Cat-From-Reese's-Book better not "cow" on my invisible sofa again, or I'll sick an eraser on him.
Keep up the good work, Reese!
1 comment:
I love this age! It is like a tiny glimpse into their super rich imagination.
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