It’s my Daddy.
June 27th, 2005
This is a picture Clara drew last week at preschool. Teacher Sheila wrote down the story Clara told to go with it:
It’s a person. It’s my Daddy. It’s an angry Daddy. Because I did something bad that he didn’t like. I was throwing things at him. I threw markers at him. They had a top on. I threw toys at him. He said, “You May Not Do That.” I cried when he said that. Then I calmed down. If he holds me I calm down. Then he gets happy. I’m happy too.
Clara
6-21-05
I am so proud!
In other news, Clara learned how to jump into the pool without holding my hand for the first time this past Saturday.