What's a book for?

Yesterday I had to tell a student, "Books are not for hitting your friends in the face."

Wednesday Thursday

A was excited to show me his shirt with a "galana" on it. Translation: iguana

During circle time Miss Jessica was asking the students to help her figure out the month. Sweet S enthusiastically responded "Thursday!" Nice try.

During morning play little A likes these particular dinosaurs, she calls them kangaroos. They do look like them in some ways. She brought me a pterodactyl and told me it was a bat. She brought me some sort of cattle with horns and called it a moose. She brought rocks for "share something from your garden" share time, and she has a balloon weight that's the face of Mickey Mouse on a string and drags it, at the end where a balloon normally would be, like it's her little pet. She's a fun one, my little A.

Pterodactyl or Tattoo?

We were washing hands when I said, "Ooo! Cool pterodactyl tattoo!

She responded a little irked, "It's not a pterodactyl! It's a tattoo!"

"If you fall and hurt your knees then you have to go to the dentist"

Big Heads

Little kids have big heads considering their small frame, it's because they are so smart and are learning so much all the time! But this often causes trouble with the putting on and taking off of clothing. Once, sweet little C was trying to take off his sweatshirt, but came to realize he was stuck, so he threw out a request:

"Can you get my head out?"

A Daddy's Job

I just had a memory today of something my little O said back in May. Our theme was Community Helpers. We had a double dosage of firefighter visits that month. The city fire station made a visit to our school where we were able to walk around and sit in a fire truck and learn a little about the ambulance. But we also had a special treat. One of my student's daddy is a firefighter, and he came to our class to show us all his gear and tell us about living in the fire station. It was really nice that he gave us so much of his time. It was on his day off and he was on less of a time constraint than the organized visit from the city station.

The day before the visit we had told the kids that A's daddy was a firefighter and he was going to come share with us. O said that her daddy was a firefighter, too.

The next day when the firefighter actually came she changed her mind and told us, "Um. My daddy's not a firefighter. He just puts people to sleep and makes sure they don't wake up."

Three-year-olds and their understanding of the world...

Bounce House

Today we had "carnival day" at our school. While the preschool director set up some fun activities throughout the field, they were pretty much neglected by the students who spent our whole allotted time in the bounce house. And with good reason. It was awesome!! We had 8 students and us 2 teachers in there and it was a fantastic time. As a kid I was always scared in the bounce house; it was always packed with kids, and felt kind of like a survival of the fittest competition. You had to be tough, and if you fell down in there nobody really cared, they just kept on bouncing and you just hoped they didn't bounce on you. Well, this time I was the biggest one, and I was there to watch out for the little people and make sure no one was bounced on, and it was such a thrill to bounce so high! It was a nice way to redeem a lost enjoyment of childhood. This bounce house was huge and it had a slide inside, which took some traffic control as the kids went up and down it like they were a motorized toy.

Once our turn in the bounce house was through we walked on over to the sno-cone area for a nice cool treat. I like carnival day. It was a great time for all of us.

A Portrait of Us

B in the three year old room drew this picture of himself and me one early morning.

I'm the one on the right.

Name Claimed

So little Mr. K told me he liked my pink shorts. I responded, "Thank you, I like them, too. They're cute aren't they?"

He replied, "Yes, they are pretty."

I said, "Yeah, they're cute. And pretty."

He corrected me saying, "No, they're pretty. I'm cute."

He doesn't mess around.

Summer Heat

Summer session has started, and with it we've received new students to love and get to know. One sweet girl tells me she's thirsty, except she calls it "drinky."