Tuesday, February 05, 2013
I asked my grandaughter, Lucy, not yet 4,
to tell me about her drawing the other day
(she only scribbles, really- fine motor is not her forte')
and she said (I had to write it down immediately):
"Up the steepest mountain,
through the deepest forest,
into the darkest cave,
guarded by a dragon,
there awaits the
pot
of
gold"
This is a child who has been read to-
a lot!
Pretty much every day of her life.