The other day, I was walking by and happened spot something on the wall.
Scrawled out in pencil were some familiar letters. So, before the discipline part I grabbed the camera and called the guilty party into the room.
Disclosure: Before you watch the video, pay no attention to my filthy walls. Gosh. My only excuse is that room is the girls’ playroom; but I’m sure all my walls look like that so I’ll blame the kids and their greasy chicken nugget fingers instead. Kids are great for blaming messes on.
Yes, she only has three letters in her name and two of them are the same, but (secretly) I couldn’t be more proud. She’s got great writing skills for a three-year-old.
I love that little girl.