If not, here is your first glimpse into what goes on inside his head. Don't be scared. This is the funny part of the brain. Not the....other.
So he has these writing assignments he has to do as homework once a week. Usually it's something like "Tell something you did over the weekend" or "Write about a member of your family." I usually sit and help him form coherent sentences and keep his "Ds" and "Bs" going the right directions. Well, a couple of weeks ago he was over at the table while I was cleaning up the kitchen or something. He was very focused on his homework (which is highly unusual, btw). All of a sudden he said he was done with his writing. I was shocked. The assignment was "Plan and write a true story about something that has really happened to you." I read it and died laughing. I decided to let him turn it in as is. Here is the result:
The pictures at the top are apparently his "plan." Let me type this out for you verbatim:
One Day I was runing home and a girl tript me! Slash! Bang! A BIG hole was on my face! I was crying home! of cors I was crying. So I pickt up my Back pakc and ran as fast as I can! I was pounding on the door. When my mom ansord she was all like "oh my gosh." She said it about 30 times. she gave me a bandaid.
The next day eeevreeone said "what happened to your facce." and that is abot it and yes it is true.
Then today he came home from school with a cute little camo journal his teacher had given him for Christmas. He made his first entry right away.
Again, allow me:
I am playing the Best game ever. Pokemon XD. Whoo yay cool. I won a battel! Bathroom bracke. Booooooooooooooooo! I know it stincks. Litrly. I am on battel 90. He sent out Metagrass and Regirock. he loves rock pokemon.
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. I love that kid.
I asked him to please write something in his journal every day as it would make me the happiest mother on the planet. He made no promises.