I love the writing my kids bring home from school. Even when it's a complete lie. I'm gonna go ahead and post a little thing for you here, but let me offer this disclaimer in advance: we do not in any way, shape, or form, use our children as slave labourers.Veenie-Baby-Land is still a happy place to live, and Child Protective Services need not be apprised of any suspicious-seeming, abuse-like activities.
Written by Brooke, age 7:
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One day I worked super hard. I was super tired but my mom toll me I had too work the hole entire day but I was super strong so when the day was over I whent to bed. Then next morning I had too work even harder! We had too clean the rest of the house when I was done I went outside to help my dad and we were done outside. My dad said “thank you” and I was super happy and Dad said “you are super helpful”. I said “thank you”.
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Cute, no? You see why I chose the above picture -- to prove that we do let her rest from time to time. (I wonder where she gets her ability to fabricate works of literary fiction?)
One last lil' thing: I'm on my last big push to edit Fiersom's Brood before I start querying. So I may not be super active on the super blogs over the next super week or so.