Chick turned six, and she wanted to have a royal celebration where a few of her friends came dressed as queens, kings, princesses or princes (or anything royal-ish). One of her friends came dressed as a woodland messenger of sorts.
Chick’s three story starters were: telescope, mushroom, and a present. Her story was about a girl who lost her present, which was a golden ring. There were some twists and turns, and the ring ended up being discovered by the use of a telescope (of course!). The mushroom was magical and intertwined in there too somehow. Since working on her story, I’ve noticed lots of other little makeshift books and stories popping up at home.
Tom and I have been finding that we, too, like to dip our hands into the basket o’ prompts. It is fun to be surprised, and we end up telling tiny dinner tales.