The indoctrination is complete. After a quick trip for supplies, The Perfect Grandson has his first notebook. He wrapped his chubby two-year-old fist around a blue crayon and moseyed from room to room waving both the instrument and his 3×5 notebook, stopping occasionally to add this or that to the pages. Just like…well, everyone else in this house. We’re a notebook-waving, scribbling family, and he’s officially joined the ranks.
Clearly, his genre is fiction. There was a great deal of plot that didn’t make it to the page, but I was fortunate enough to hear it all. Trust me, it’s an action/adventure piece thick with tension and twists. There’s also something about a bug with spots, but I don’t want to give it all away.
I burst with pride.
No Telling 
LOL – what a fabulous post! A bug with spots – a ladybug perhaps?
LOL – how cute!
Oh, and as a non-Twitter-er, I can only shake my head in wonder.
I believe the spotty bug is, in fact, a ladybug. The spots are a little violent, though.
Boys are different, Jen.
It's in his genes…it just hasn't been refined yet. How adorable!
Dawn, half the battle is keeping the crayon on the paper instead of the wall. I think I'll find a bigger notebook for him. Thanks for stopping by!
Just found your blog… Love the post about your grandson, he'll be winning a pulitzer in no time =P
Fantastic writing, look forward to reading more!
Thanks, Hands! I live for The Perfect Grandson's stories.
I'M proud of your granson and i don't even know him!! i love children's imagination. and getting them to journal/write… that's so important! what a great story! as to the wall art…i have a very colorful rainbow in the antique wallpaper of my living room. and i'm very proud of it! who wouldn't want a crayon rainbow in their wall?! love your blog…
Shari, you have permanent art, how wonderful! It's like those height measurements we mark off in the doorway. They're love-history.
Thanks so much for stopping by – slide in here anytime, Shari!
I have a daughter who is 20 months old. The other day while I was reading on my bed she climbs in her clumsy, adorable way with a book in hand. She then proceeds to curl up next to me, lay back, open the book, and starts to read with me. Of course it's all gibberish, but after a while she starts to get excited and tell me about the book in her own adorable language. I swelled with pride and hope that maybe she'll like books as much as I do.
This is so sweet I can't stand it, Bookaddict! You need to take a thousand pictures of such moments (not that you haven't already), because they get big so very quickly.
I may have to pull out the old videos today, now. Thank you!