For part of handwriting practice, sometimes I have the boys write a letter. A few weeks ago, Sam decided to write hate mail, to “Barbie”. If that gets him enthusiastic enough to fill paper with chicken scratch? I am all for it! He composed and wrote this, and read it out loud to his brothers. He decided it was SO funny, he was going to read it to Dad, at dinner that night (Knowing Dad’s pattern of saying “So what did you guys learn today?”) Here is Sam’s letter:
Do you even care about anything other than your eyeshadow? You make me sick! Just sick! How many times have you had plastic surgery? Like 20? You are the most selfish person I know!
Aren’t you embarrassed to be driving that big, pink car? I sure would be. And at the Goodwill store, why are you always in the nude? Sheesh, wear some clothes, lady!
Now, when Caleb heard that Sam was going to read it out loud at dinner? He asked if HE could do a letter for his handwriting, also. I said yes, and then he secretly, quietly wrote THIS letter:
Please disregard everything my older brother said to you. He is madly in love with you and desperately wants to marry you! Though I agree with him on the nudity-just put some clothes on when you hang out in thrift stores, please!?
Sam read his first, then Caleb announced HE had one to read, too…
We were all laughing! It was so funny to see Sam’s emotions swinging back and forth between enjoying the good joke his brother played on him, and/or coming across the dinner table at him, with fork raised.