Tonight when we started dinner, I escorted #3 (the seven-yr-old) to her room so she could clean it before eating. When I went back a few minutes later to check on her progress, she had strewn her sister's "noodles" (which, basically, are giant pipe cleaners) around the floor. So I just shut the door again. Twenty minutes later, I heard her knocking. I opened the door and she walked out without a word...spoken. The room was clean and on the floor she had left this:
After dinner, parental help with the dishes, and some cuddle time, she disappeared. At bedtime, she told me she had a surprise for me. She led me through the house to her room while I closed my eyes in anticipation. This is what I found there:
I am always amazed at the creative ways she expresses herself. This time the message was very clear. Good penmanship too! I sure love her.