i am sitting on the deck watching charlie play with dirt and water and make her own mud. she looked at me and asked if she could get her hands and feet dirty. it's saturday afternoon and we have no where to be today -- go nuts kid.
"i'm making poop."
three-year-olds, folks, they are something.
oh no. she's approaching the water table with a bucket of muddy water. she redirects herself to a large bucket and dumps all of her containers into it. "this is a perfect holiday. this is a perfect holiday in our new house." i have no idea what she's talking about but it is so important to me that she have these experiences not only because it's fun and builds her immune system something fierce, but because it connects her to nature. she mixes the muddy water with a mini frisbee she got today at the farmer's market and then rinses it off in the "clean" water in her water table. she is quickly distracted by the frisbee and seeks a playmate to teach how to throw the frisbee. she follows porch to the front yard where he is headed to give a fallen bird a dignified burial in the poop bag as he is preparing to mow the lawn. the circle of life! she wasn't even phased by this dead bird, which was surprising to me.
i love observing this kid in her play and appreciating the connections she is making to the world. what if our classrooms were more about connecting with mediums and less about filling in the right bubbles on a scantron sheet?
xo
mama porch
"i'm making poop."
three-year-olds, folks, they are something.
oh no. she's approaching the water table with a bucket of muddy water. she redirects herself to a large bucket and dumps all of her containers into it. "this is a perfect holiday. this is a perfect holiday in our new house." i have no idea what she's talking about but it is so important to me that she have these experiences not only because it's fun and builds her immune system something fierce, but because it connects her to nature. she mixes the muddy water with a mini frisbee she got today at the farmer's market and then rinses it off in the "clean" water in her water table. she is quickly distracted by the frisbee and seeks a playmate to teach how to throw the frisbee. she follows porch to the front yard where he is headed to give a fallen bird a dignified burial in the poop bag as he is preparing to mow the lawn. the circle of life! she wasn't even phased by this dead bird, which was surprising to me.
i love observing this kid in her play and appreciating the connections she is making to the world. what if our classrooms were more about connecting with mediums and less about filling in the right bubbles on a scantron sheet?
xo
mama porch
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