On Thursdays Billie and I head to the local shelter to hang with the kids and help out if we can. When we arrived today, however; there were no other kids- just me and two adult advocates. We all decided to hang out and chat while Billie colored and played with play-doh.
Halfway through our conversation Billie walked up and showed us her drawing.
Me: “That’s beautiful! Can you show these ladies how well you can write?”
She then writes her name.
Me: “Awesome job! Can you spell ‘pops?'”
She then writes “pops.”
One of the advocates tells her to write “mommy.”
She thinks a moment, then writes the letter “H.”
Me: “You’re absolutely right- My name is ‘Heather’ and starts with an ‘H.’ But she asked you to spell the word ‘Mommy.’ What letter does ‘mommy’ start with? Mmmmm- mmmmm…?”
Billie thinks a moment. Writes one more letter then says, quite definitively, “Nope. THAT’S your name.”
Then she walks away.
Below is what she wrote:
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