My little man had his first experience with pony riding the other day. He has decided that he really wants to take lessons now.
I’m up in the air about it. I’m also thinking it could become an expensive hobby. Any thoughts?
I knew you were trouble when I first met you. There were signals and warnings to stay away. As time went by you grew on me like a bad weed. At first easy to get rid of, eventually thick and strangling. You hurt me more than anyone ever could. You cheated, you lied. You made me feel like I was incomplete as a person. Until the bitter end when I realized that you were the one that was incomplete, not myself.
You are by far my favourite mistake. Without you I wouldn’t have this amazing little boy who calls me mom. He’s smart, generous, has the BIGGEST heart and so much more. I thank you. You took me to hell and back but I came out swinging. I came out stronger. I came out being the best parent I can be to my little man. I will raise him to respect the women in his life and instill the morals that I believe in. I thank you for this beautiful gift that I am grateful for everyday.
The other day my seven-year old daughter decided to ask me where babies come from. To be completely honest I was hoping to avoid this conversation for a few more years. However, I’m always up front with my children so I bit the bullet and try to explain.
Me: So ladies have a body part called the uterus, it’s just below your tummy (pointing to where the uterus would be)
Miss S: You mean your privates? Hehehehe
Me: No, it’s in your lower tummy. We produce eggs in our uterus…
Miss S: (interrupting with hysterical laughter) LIKE CHICKENS!!!!!!
Me: Okay, lets continue this conversation at a later date.
Over the last couple of weeks my school aged children have been bringing bouncy balls to my classroom. I decided to expand on the children’s interest by offering different methods and materials for making their own bouncy balls.
I presented the materials on the table and talked about safe use of the different materials. The experiment called for glue, warm water, food colour, corn starch and borax. Sometimes I get worried that a kinder is going to try to eat the borax, so I always have a safety chat! Calling poison control does NOT sound like a fun time to me. Don’t eat Borax kids!
The kiddos LOVED seeing the different colours that they made as well as the change in texture. They were pretty pumped to see if their bouncy balls were actually going to work.
So we tried a few methods over the past week but we all agreed that our first trial was the best. About 90% of the bouncy balls actually bounced. This experiment brought such joy to my kiddos this week that I had to share it. Indulge, let your inner child shine. Have fun!
I will forever be grateful for my children. The ways in which they have helped me grow as a person are unmeasurable. Way back in the beginning of parenthood I felt lost but always in awe of my precious baby girl.
I think the love that us parents have for our children is the purest love that exists. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring and we are making art!
It’s another gloomy day in our neck of the woods. That means no outside time for my kinders today.
I decided that we would be artists today, make some abstract art to brighten up the morning. So I set out some black paint, paper and plastic cups. It took about a half a minute before I had a child interested in what was going on.
Child L came over and started making circles on her page. What fun, but what comes next Miss Tiffany?
This is when I introduced four new colours: red, yellow, pink and turquoise. Child L went straight to work adding colour into her circles.
This activity was a lot of fun! It was also a great fine motor skills activity. Bonus both of my children came over and joined in also. My son just might be starting to enjoy arts&crafts!
My son exploring the paint station. He decided to use a jello cup instead of the round cup.
My daughter went in a different direction… as she always does. S marches to the beat of her own drum. I love that so much about her.
The finished product! I think I might have a few budding artists in my group. Of course the lovely sun belongs to my little ray of sunshine.
What do you do to get through a gloomy rainy day?
Today has reminded me of one of the reasons why I love working in child care. Sometimes kiddos say/do the funniest things!
When I returned from my break today I told my son that he could have some of my fries. He opened the box of fries and said, “Oh Mom, where’s the bouquet?” Every single ladies dream, a bouquet of poutine? hahaha
I asked a four-year old girl in my class to put a toy away when she was done. She replied, “oh my banana peels!” Where does that even come from? I’m teaching a banana in disguise!
My favorite thing today has been watching my daughter hang out with her pet monkey Penelope. They did some art together, had snack and then chilled out at the sand bin. To see more cute stories about toy adventures check out Looking Glass Mama, her Toy Tuesday post inspired me to share Penelope’s journey to school!
Children have such spectacular imaginations, it’s a shame that we lose the magic as we grow up.
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