My son had fine and gross motor delays because of a mild disability so at your daughter's age when he would try to draw something, he would often see that it looked more like something else, and change what he called it to fit what the picture looked more like. He even had a sense of humor about it, but he hated coloring in the lines, absolutely hated it, and he complained that everyone wanted him to color in the lines everywhere he went--even Sunday school.

He sang in tune, sometimes made up his own songs, and when he had just turned 4 he saw a musical theater performance and fell in love with it. He said he wanted to do musical theater so at 4 1/2 he joined a community musical theater group. He could memorize faster than a lot of much older kids. He would sometimes sing what he was reading as if he were doing a musical. He sang in the bathroom. He would occasionally forget that he couldn't sing in the bathroom in Kindergarten. He started piano lessons at 5.

He counted things at that age and did simple addition and subtraction and liked doing First Grade Reader Rabbit and other educational computer games, but he didn't like to build with Legos or do jigsaw puzzles because of his motor delays.

He made up a lot of stories but didn't have any imaginary friends. I guess he didn't feel like he needed them. He talked to me a lot more than I noticed other kids talking to their parents, even following me to stand outside the bathroom door because he kept thinking of more things to tell me. He always loved to talk and make up stories and jokes.

He liked baking too, but it was more watching and talking about what I was doing.

He tried gymnastics at five but we didn't know that he had motor dyspraxia at that time, only that his muscles seemed a little weaker because he had low muscle tone and we did tell the teachers about that. He didn't look different, but he fell more often than the other kids and one of the teachers refused to give him the sticker that she gave all the other kids in the class because she didn't think he was trying and he was trying as hard as he could. We had to take him out so there was never any opportunity to improve his balance until years later.