Skyler came to me this morning with a crayon and a piece of construction paper. "Mommy, I want to wite a stowy," he announced. "I need you to wite it for me."
I obediently took the paper and crayon and wrote as he dictated. "I was going on a camp. I saw a bear. I thought it was a statue bear, but it was a weal bear! I wan away! But then I yooked, and I saw it was a vegetawian bear and it wasn't going to eat me."