She has three of the letters in her name down. She knew "O" pretty well before preschool, TOTALLY learned H's one day at preschool and came home writing HoHoHoHoHoHo all over the house. It really did bring the spirit of Christmas a little early. And then one day while writing those two with me, and watching me write her whole name, she made a line with an "O" at the top for her "P". After I stopped cheering and clapping and fixing my skirt, post- cartwheel, she decided it was a good thing and hasn't stopped since. "I want to draw my name!" and then she covers the paper in H-O-and P (now she's starting to add in the I's occasionally but sometimes they're bottomless and so, more like a T), she really WANTS to do the "S", but that one must be really hard because she'll trace and trace and trace and then try her own, which results in a sort of squiggly line that lets loose in loops covering the entire page. It's amazing sometimes what they perceive. And there you have it. She won't stop. "My name, my name!" you could hear it from the neighbors house if you're ever there, she's so proud--- my little Pppppppho.
(I'm a little proud too, can you tell?)