Today I found a pink polka dot paper attached to the fridge with a magnet. I took it off in order to read the handwritten words it contained. I am not correcting the spelling, here it is in its raw form.
“Hi My name is Kaylee I am a fariy I live with my Mom and DaD. They are not a fariy but my brother is and my sister and my oter sister is and I am one it is diferit and it is sad that my Mom and DaD is not a fariy. But I cold do Ballet or football or t-ball but most of all I am a kid!”
I love this kid. Did I mention that she writes ALL THE TIME. Without prompting… without assignment… I find little bits of paper all over the house with mini stories on them. Some days its slightly annoying. Other days, I find a real treasure such as this which will slide between the pages of her Baby Book to be read by her in 20 years. 🙂