This morning, while we were still sleeping off the effects of a night up too late (me fixing my old and new computers, James preparing for today), then up later still with a congested baby, Zack made some thank you cards for his summer Sunday school teachers. I had set some precut and folded paper out for him last night, since we had meant to work on it all week and hadn't done it. I loved his cards so much I had to scan them and share them. Both teachers got rainbows, this one the more elaborate of the two.
Then, one got a "blastoff" scene. With some squinting and head cocking, you may be able to see the countdown - 10, 9, 8, and so on, with the 2 and 1 coming diagonally down when he ran out of room. The three men are in a spaceship, and you can see the trajectory up to "the sparkly moon". You can see where he has sounded out "Becki" as BekE.
Finally, the other card got a retelling of the song B-I-N-G-O. He loves to write this. There is something so compellingly innocent about his writing as he improvises spelling and writes the letters wherever he finds to write them. He more often goes to the line above to continue than the line below (an optimist, handwriting analysis might say). The words run together and you have to read them like a seek-and-find; there are no limitations by the conventions of writing, just an eagerness to just get writing.