Love notes

Well, I thought my days of receiving love notes were over. But, hey, they're not! Only now they come from a four-year-old boy. Now that E can read (you may think I'm exaggerating, but this kid can pick up a new book and pretty much read it unassisted) he's also very into writing. Especially writing notes and signs.

He likes to surprise me when I'm cooking or in the shower. On Mother's Day he did some of his finest work to date.



This one is my favourite. It was stuck to my bedroom door on Mother's Day. It says, "No kids coming in my mum's room". Wow, he HAS grasped the concept of Mother's Day! But then he explained that the sign naturally didn't apply to him or to Baby T. It was there in case other kids came round to our house and tried to barge into my room on Mother's Day. The scoundrels. Lucky there was a sign stopping 'em in their tracks.

He also made this one:



It reads, "No mums allowed". In the house (GOOOOOD!!) Again, a Mother's Day sign, this appeared when I was having afternoon tea on the front deck.

There has also been quite a few of these presented:



Not to mention the odd alien:



But, really, this one is the piece de resistance. I found him outside in the dark just before bedtime, stickytaping this to the front wall of our house ("I want you to blow your horn" - a command to the passing traffic and, yes, possibly the smallest sign ever made).



Here he is, the signwriter at work.



Little character.