My boys decided it would be a great idea to dig trenches in my garden and flood them. It's been a week and I haven't been able to bring myself to wash away the muddy hand prints on the door. Someday there won't be any muddy prints.
I used to help my mother (who was trained in the Montessori method and ran her own small preschool for many years) prepare her materials when I was a little girl.I would sometimes go with her to the preschool where she was being trained.I vividly remember clipping colorful clothespins to the rim of a bowl and transferring droppers full of blue water between glass bowls and the intense feeling of well being I felt, even as a grade-schooler. After graduate school, my mother and I worked together to teach a small group of children in her home.When my mother moved on to bless other children at a private school, I inherited her preschool and taught on my own for a few years. I am now focusing on educating my own sweet boys at home and enjoy sharing my experiences, whatever they are worth, with other mothers.
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