My youngest one fancies herself an artist. I'd have to agree. She has a box in her room with stacks of drawings like this:
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| A Self-Portrait |
It's a common and delightful sight when ascending the stairs to find her seated at her little blue table, head bent over a drawing.
She desperately wants to take drawing lessons, and I plan to oblige her after she turns seven. In the meantime, we provide her with paper and pencils and crayons and markers. Plus, every other day during her school time she draws from her
Draw Write Now set, one of the best schooling investments we've made since both kids have gotten a lot of use out of them.
On the alternate day, she copies the sentences that correspond with the drawing. We started doing this to fill the gap between
Handwriting Without Tears My Printing Book, which she completed early on during her Kindergarten year, and
Writing With Ease Level 1, which I didn't want her to start until first grade.
Even though she's completely content to draw independently other times of the day, she requests my help when drawing from instructions. She gets excited when its drawing (as opposed to writing) day, but often that excitement turns to angst and her artist's temperament manifests itself. At those times, she channels
Don Music.
The result of her efforts is a treasure to both of us. She has almost filled up a "My Picture Storybook" tablet from Miller Paper with her drawing and copywork. Here's a sampling:
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| Her first entry in her book, the Little Red Hen |
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| Wildflowers of the Plains |
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| An Emperor Penguin and Arctic Lights |
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| My personal favorite, The Sly Fox |
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