Little stashed notes are everywhere. On the counters, hanging on the fridge, sometimes hanging on the wall and computer, and often strewn across the floor.
These gems come from a wastebasket of possibilities. One man’s garbage is another man’s treasure. Out in the garage is the recycling bin for large items and any papers I get tired of picking up over and over. Inside is a wastebasket strategically placed in reach of little hands full of paper. Junk mail, schoolwork sent home after the teacher recorded the score, flyers, etc.
This is where creativity overflows. Stories are born, pictures are drawn, notes are made, things are cut out of one thing to glue onto another. The joke about the kids living in their own world has turned into a map, complete with a legend and directions although a little out of order.
Once Gavin got so excited about making a to do list for the rest of the evening that he made it on the back of the spelling paper I put on his “homework desk” to put in his homework folder to turn in. I’m sure his teacher enjoyed that. Parker likes to read the labels on household items. The canned air being his favorite. Today he read the sign the turkey is holding: “Eat ham”
The latest treasure I found is a secret scroll:
Having children learn to read and write has been more fun than I ever thought it would be.