So this morning when A got to his desk he picked up the two green pencils on it and declared with delight, ” I have doppelgangers.” Trying to get him to use those pencils was another story altogether.
Every school day I read a variety of subjects to my kids. After I read one subject, M and A write in their own words what they have just learned or, as we refer to it here, journal. A. hates to journal. It is the bane of his existence. Well that and Conan O’Brien apparently. A. is a complicated man-boy.
While trying to resolve the Conan issue might take some time and possible therapy, fixing the journaling is turning out to be easier than I could have hoped. This morning A. informed me that, “This would be better if I could write it on Rookie Writers.”
Can do, kid. Can do.
The following journal entry was not today’s entry. It might be more then one day of entries as well. His handwriting isn’t the best so it’s hard to tell where one entry ends and the next begins. The boy is only five.
Abraham had visitors over and one was God. Abraham gave the people bread. Abraham told Sarah to bake a cake. The man’s message was to tell them that they were having a baby.
God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. He put fire and humongous rock from heaven. Why God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. Because there were only 8 people good.