Lyddie's got through about half a ream of paper since the dog died. She started when the dog was ill, roughly last Wednesday evening, rattling off drawings and paintings, at a rate of about 10 per hour, mostly featuring the dog.
Since then she's progressed onto collages and jewellery-making, at a slightly slower rate.
I seem to remember posting something on this blog quite some time ago, in which I said I couldn't really understand the point of just creating pictures and art work for the sake of it, but watching Lyddie in the past week or two has maybe helped me to understand a bit more about that.
And I'm tempted to make this a footer on every single post I write on this blog now:
Thank goodness for home ed, which gives the children time to process things in their own time and in their own way. The more the years pass, the more convinced I am that these natural processes are vital to a child's wellbeing.