The write motivation

This afternoon Jason came to me and asked me for paper and a pencil. After I picked myself up off the floor (this is the kid who has never, and I mean never written anything unless asked to and who thinks that writing is pure torture) I pointed to where the paper and pencils were.

He preceded to ask me how to spell "Kyle is not allowed in my room". As I spelled it for him, he wrote. Yes, actually wrote! While this was going on, Kyle came in and wanted to know what was going on. When he found out, he asked for paper and a pencil and asked me to spell "Jason is not allowed in my room".

When they were both finished, they took their signs and taped them to their doors.

It warms a mother's heart.