One of the coolest things about Big A being in Kindergarten is that she's reading now and starting to write her own notes and stories.
One afternoon, she & I had a disagreement about something and she stomped off to her room and slammed the door. (and she's only 6. sheesh.)
When she emerged about 40 minutes later, she had this note in her hand and a very solemn look on her face.
Translation: On Monday I'm leaving and I'm going to Brazil. I'm going to miss you. I love you.
Translation: When I go, keep white baby safe at home. (white baby is her most prized teddy bear that she's had since she was an infant)
And this is the picture of the bus driver taking her to Brazil. (of all the places she could choose, Brazil? really?)
I have to applaud her creativity and I must admit that hubby & I had a good chuckle at what appears to be her first "I'm running away from home" letter.
However, it did make me a little sad that at the tender age of 6, she's already considering leaving us. Oh my, we're in for a long adolescence with this one, I fear!