His drawings have finally become THINGS. And not just any kind of things. People. Family. Animals. He's been writing his own name, sometimes the right way, sometimes perfectly backwards, which I just love at this age. He's showing all the enthusiasm and initiative which used to come from his big sister. He would only draw if she asked him to join her. Now he doesn't need to be prompted.
As soon as he gets up in the morning - Mum, I want to draw!
I just LOVE it.
