Aspiring writer

Yesterday, completely out of the blue, Dallin decided that he wants to write. He spent a good part of the evening meticulously copying down sections of books we had laying around the house. He even chose this over basketball, which is unheard of.

This morning, much to my surprised delight, he decided to write about himself. He sat out on the front steps for quite some time busily working in his notebook.

I think you'd call this his first ever journal entry. (Now, he says they do "journals" in school, but I've never seen them, and I'm not sure what they actually write in them.)

I just thought the whole thing was so sweet. (Shhh, don't tell him I said that, or he won't write another word, ever.)