TLP spent the whole afternoon writing this. Much sharpening of pencils, checking of spellings, and questing for more to write.
Each new sentence admired and praised, all praise received with smiles and hugs and sparkly eyes.
And then, as I come back into the room to suggest taking it to school to show her teacher, because it is quite possibly her Best Ever bit of home writing, I found she'd ripped it up and thinks its rubbish.
I don't. But apparently telling her that makes me all wrong.