Easton wrote his first two poems last week as we completed a beginning poetry unit. His first one was about Oscar, our dog:
Oscar is very fat.
He pees on a mat.
He is a boy. What can I say? This is the stuff rolling around in the heads of little boys made of "snakes and snails and puppy dogs tails".
His second poem was more polite:
I like building snowmen when it's cold,
And bundling up when I'm told.
My boy was quite proud of himself.