Today, she finished her school work before her sisters. While I was working with Kitten on a math lesson I heard the sound of an email arriving in my inbox; I went and read the following message, which I have only altered by replacing my girls' real names with their blog nicknames:
Subject: Business letter
Dear Mrs. Manning,
I am terribly sorry to bother you for I know that you are extremely busy.
Could you find the time to answer a question?
I want to know if now that I have finished my work I could make the bed out of pillows.
I know how busy you are so please take your time upon answering.
Miss [Hatchick] Manning
I had to write my name because being the eldest, [Kitten] is the only one who can use the title "Miss Manning."
For a not-quite-12-year-old, that's a pretty darned good example of a business letter (though I'll have to remind her that a business letter gets a colon instead of a comma after the salutation, of course). It also achieved its object--how, with such an elegant communication of her request to build pretend furniture out of the couch cushions, could I possibly say no?