This is what Anna and I did last night. I swear, she made me more proud than I had any right being. She didn't do this on her own, but as we worked on sounding words out, I could see the gears turning in her little head. She sat there and worked SO HARD at writing the words in her little left handed writing - and you could see how proud she was of the fact that she was writing
real words.
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Not the best picture in the world (sorry) but it gets the point across.
And to think - the first thing she wanted to write was "the train went to Rainbow Canyon to pick up the ladybugs." I told her "Honey, why don't we just try 'train'?"
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