We just read about how snowflakes are formed and are doing a lapbook on the subject. I asked Andrew to write anything new that he learned about snowflakes in the little booklet for the activity. He decided, on his own, to write a poem:
Specks of dirt is where they start,
Then crystals fall, away, apart.
Then they clash together it's true.
A snowflake, for me and you.
- by AJ Lapain