We turned the soil in the garden today. We picked out any roots and weeds and used them to start filling the hole in our playground. The kids also found a June Bug and were happy to hear it wasn't poisonous!






We turned the soil in the garden today. We picked out any roots and weeds and used them to start filling the hole in our playground. The kids also found a June Bug and were happy to hear it wasn't poisonous!






I just fixed the comment setting! Anybody can leave a comment under anonymous or name/url. If you choose name/url you can just leave the URL section blank! I hope to read some of your comments soon!
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| Getting a better view. |
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| See the rope attached to the truck, the other end is attached to the far bare tree. They were just about to pull the whole thing down. CRASH! |
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| Last Week Before Project Began |
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| Today at Naptime |
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| Watercolor Flower for our "Indoor Garden" |
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| The Little Pigs (and a lurking wolf in the pink hood) |
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| The Little Wolves |
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| An obstacle course we built. |
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| The Wobbly Bridge. |
I first read the following poem in my high school Early Childhood Class. Hope you find it meaningful as I always have...
Unity
I dreamed I stood in a studio
And watched two sculptors there
The clay they used was a young child’s mind
And they fashioned it with care
One was a teacher: the tools he used
Were books and music and art
One was a parent with a guiding hand
And a gentle loving heart
Day after day the teacher toiled
With touch that was loving and sure While the parent laboured by his side
And polished and smoothed it o’er
And when at last the task was done They were proud of what they had wrought
For the things they had moulded in the young child’s mind child’s mind Could neither be sold or bought
And each agreed they would have failed If they had worked alone,
For beside the parent stood the school
And behind the teacher, the home