"Look at me!"

Saturday morning Monroe was entertaining herself with pencils and paper at the coffee table. I was on the other side of the room when she suddenly came running around the couch shouting "Look at me, look at me!!" I asked her "What?" and she answered "I draw an N." Sure enough, she'd written a tiny letter N on her paper, and was now pointing right at it and beaming.

That's right--she's WRITING. I think we'd better up the contribution to the college fund.