Hattie loves when I tell her stories. Sometimes I tell her traditional ones, and other times, I just make up silly ones, usually about her or me. Today I asked her to tell me a story. This is what she told me:
Once upon a time there was a Hattie named little girl and princess, and she got in trouble and got in time-out. The End.
Yep, that pretty much sums up what consumes our days here:
princesses, getting in trouble, and time-out
And, as a side note, the former reading teacher in me is so proud of my baby for having an introduction, problem, and conclusion in her story. She even has character development. Now we just have to work on plot and detail a little more......:)