LAYDIEBUG

There's a game I love to play with my budding writer.  I draw a little picture, and he writes its name beside it.  This began as an attempt to divert his labeling tendencies away from my walls, but has become a hilarious pastime in its own right.  

Rules: I draw, he labels, no words are spoken.  That's where the hilarity comes in, because we haven't verbally agreed on what my drawing is, and I am no artist.  

For example:

I drew a fork, a cup, and a table.  I do not, of course, mention what I intended these things to be because obviously the error is in my dim, art-training-deficient past, and not with his perception of things.  

Here's what happened when I drew a sun, moon, and dog.  I was taking it easy on the little guy.

He has a higher estimation of my art skills than I do, because that little mammal is obviously a "kiotei" and not a mere dog.  I don't bother to correct his spelling.  I love this first, phonetic spelling so much, and I've found that it, like the whimsical phrases children come up with when they're trying to master speech, disappears into "correct" spelling far too soon.  

He started to get fancy after a while, connecting the first and last letters of his words, adding flames to the top of his "KANDl":

But my favorite has to be the painstaking lengths he went to to label what I intended to be a "bug":

Priceless.

~MB~