Today was a good day. I love it when I can look around and hear the hum of children playing. Sometimes you can almost feel it… like a heart beat. Does that mean that every day is perfect – ha! No! But you see… if days were perfect the children wouldn’t have as many opportunities to learn or use their problem solving skills. Now, I have to admit that I am more thankful for this HUM on some days and less on others – probably depending on what other stresses are going on in my life but have found my happy place where I expect a hum and even appreciate it.
Today we looked at a book about a little boy names Enrique. Enrique had brown skin but also had something else that made him stand out. He couldn’t speak or hear. This book reminded us that not only skin color causes some people to be mean – sometimes it is other differences.
Yesterday we pained heads with flesh tones. Today we put the faces on them. We had to wait for the paint to dry.
We also had some new toys on the table today. A new puzzle that had some multicultural friends on it and a to called HOT DOTS Jr. It is a self correcting game that a child can play alone. I have the patterns, alphabet and numbers series !
We did go outside today for about 40 minutes. The wind was not blowing so it wasn’t too bad . I loved seeing the kids playing on the stage that Randy built for the music area.
And… why didnt they have cute hats like this when I was a kid ?
And lastly I wanted to show you our colorful yummy lunch today. We still have some kids that sit a lot and refuse to eat at all. I have a suggestion. If you will not give them a snack ( remembering that 15 minutes before you picked up at the end of the day they had a snack.) and have them wait until supper, they might start to eat a little more nutritious food for you. As a grandparent I know how hard that can me. Every Wednesday I pick G up from school and we got into a habit of getting ice cream. She has Team Kid at church at 6 so I have to feed her supper before then. She would not want to eat. Why ? She was filled up from the ice cream. On the way home at 8 p she was hungry again. I totally messed up her eating cycle and replaced her nutritious food times with junk quick foods out of convenience and wanting to show her love . But is that really love ? We stopped that ice cream venture ( most days ) and now we spend that extra time playing a game or something. Love is action.. not food. ( Debbie steps off soapbox number 2. )
I won’t even tell you how much of this yummy lunch ended up in the garbage.