Friday, December 07, 2007
While I yammered on about my hair, my girl was busy writing a short story. For fun. Will you forgive me if I brag? Because I have to say it: she has a way with words.
She read her tale aloud, and I could hear Spinelli's Stargirl bleeding through, time spent imitating someone she admires.
Zack joined her and asked me how to spell 'ordinary', because his characters, Jackie and Rick (I can't remember who was powerful and who was smart now), were 'not ordinary at all'.
And believe me, I know the feeling.
Zack, exhausted by his Santa duties: "Well Mom, not near as many people chased me at recess today to tell me what they wanted for Christmas, but I was kinda disappointed because I like it when I wear my hat and they chase me, except Kylee still chases me because she wants a black laptop. I told her she needed to wait until she is 13."
Don't believe the rumors: boys can be chatty too.