Posts Tagged ‘preschooler’
We’re officially on summer vacation.
I have to say that these first few days without school have been a bit weird for me. I keep waking up early thinking I have somewhere to go.
M, on the other hand, doesn’t even miss it! She’s been fine not having to really adhere to any schedule right now.
We haven’t been doing much. My parents came to visit for a few days after the graduation and we’ve just been lazy.
We’ve been giving our brains a break from the structure of the school day and the school year. We’re waking up when we want and we are doing things (or not doing things) without a schedule.
She’s been thriving. She’s feeling refreshed.
She’ll grab a coloring book and color. She’ll grab a piece of paper, some water colors, and she’ll paint. We’ll go outside, play with sidewalk chalk, and she’ll end up writing letters and words. She’ll draw shapes and pictures.
She’s implementing all the wonderful things she’s learned from this past school year and adding it to her ‘play’ time.
I love it!
As the summer progresses, I do have some educational activity books that I would like to see her play around with.
I’ll slowly reintroduce a scheduled quiet and focus time so that she is prepared for the academic environment again. I will work with her on some of the thing she needed to improve on based on her preschool teacher’s “end of the year” evaluation.
We’ll get into all of that as the summer progresses…
But for now, we’re just going to let loose and enjoy the free time.
As for K, I know she’s enjoying the fact that she isn’t constantly being strapped into a car seat and driven around all the time. She’s also enjoying the fact that her sister is around all day!
How do you usually spend your summer vacation? How lazy do you all yourselves to get?
M – first born
She’s intense. She’s ‘in your face’ but in the super friendly way. She sees wants to be everyone’s friend the second she meets you. She doesn’t understand personal space because she just wants to be your best friend. She’s super sweet. She’s affectionate. She’s funny. She’s opinionated. She’s understanding and can ‘go with the flow’ in most circumstances. She’s articulate. She’s innocent. She never means anyone any harm. She can lose control because she gets so excited and happy about the smallest and simplest situations. She is a fun, but strong, personality.
K – the baby
She’s a bit quieter. She’s a bit more reserved. She can run and laugh with her sister, but you can tell she holds back a little bit more than M does. While M openly laughs loudly, K can be seen giggling demurely with her hand over her mouth. She’s a bit more cautious when it comes to other kids. She’s learning to be more friendly, but hasn’t gotten too close to people she doesn’t know. She’s opinionated. She’s strong willed. She’s a fighter. She won’t give in. She will make known when she is unhappy. She’s a little more serious. She shows affection on her terms and doesn’t like to be bothered with random hugs and kisses (especially when she’s in the middle of something). She’s the baby and it definitely shows.
I’m loving how their personalities are shaping and changing. I love the similarities. I love the differences. I love watching them interact and how their personalities affect how they play and deal with each other.
M graduated from preschool.
It was a great day.
They did the celebration at a local park. They played for a little bit and then the teacher gathered them around for a little “ceremony.”
They were handed certificates and then each of them were to say their favorite thing about preschool.
In true “M” nature, she said that her favorite thing about preschool was playtime.
After the ceremony, the kids were allowed to play around until they were ready to go home.
We took M to Chuck E Cheese for lunch afterward. We ended up staying there for THREE HOURS! M and K had a blast! They played endlessly. They loved every single minute they were there.
Three hours at Chuck E Cheese meant that they fell asleep in the car before we even left the parking lot!
It definitely was a great day!
I’m so proud of what M had accomplished this preschool year. She had grown so much since the beginning. She’s definitely become a better student because of this experience.
She’ll be moving on to Transitional Kindergarten for the next school year. I’ll probably do a post about it when the time comes.
Congratulations, my baby girl. Over the course of the school year, I have seen you grow up into a little lady. You’ve made friends, and learned how to be a good student. I can’t wait to see what next year holds for you. You make me so proud everyday. I love you so much and I hope we have a super fun summer vacation!
On Memorial Day weekend, we attempted to go blueberry picking.
We had visited this berry farm two years ago and had a blast. We knew that we wanted to take the girls berry picking again once K was old enough.
The weather had been cloudy for the past week or so. Hubby said that one of the ladies at the entrance said that the clouds had possibly affected the rate at which the berries were ripening and that we might not be able to pick as much berries as we were be expecting.
She was right. We walked through rows and rows of berries that were not yet ready for picking.
I didn’t stop us from having a good time though. The mere fact that we were there was enough to make M and K very happy.
This was K’s first time at the berry farm. She loved carrying around the bucket. However, searching for ripe berries wasn’t quite as fun as filling up her bucket full of sticks!
Asides from berries, the girls loved looking at the chicken coop. There were quite a few chickens inside and they were so cute!
In the end, we didn’t find enough berries to justify a purchase. Good thing this blueberry farm doesn’t have an entrance fee. You only pay for what you pick. In our case, we hardly picked any! We ended up leaving the bucket of berries on a bale of hay, hoping someone will find it and add it to their stash of berries.
Can you tell which one was K’s bucket and which one was M’s?
We’re hoping to make our way up to the berry farm again in the next week or so. I’m hoping we can come back soon enough to collect a bucket full!
M is funny. She’s suddenly acquired this arsenal of jokes. I think she heard one from school and then decided to make up a bunch of them herself.
Here are a few that she loves telling.
What do you call a witch that lives on the beach?
What do you call a pig that knows karate?
What do you call a fly that lives in butter?
What do you call a fly that lives in fire?
What do you call a cone that lives in ice?
An ice cream cone!
What do you call a hopper that lives in the grass?
Her execution and enthusiasm when she tells these jokes is what makes them so funny! She ends each joke by asking, “Get it?” It’s very cute!
I can’t wait for her to read these jokes again when she’s older to see what a silly little preschooler she used to be.
The girls love Legoland.
We have passes, so we try to go as often as we can. That usually means we visit the parks about once a month.
This past visit was a special visit because it made me very aware of how much the girls are growing up.
For the longest time, K’s visits to Legoland were pretty uneventful. She’d spend most of her time in the stroller or in someone’s arms. She never really walked around. She was content with simply people watching.
This time, she was old enough to want to get more involved in the visit. She walked around a lot more. She ran around and played with the Lego toys. She sat by the stage to watch the Lego Friends musical show. She thoroughly enjoyed her trip to the aquarium.
M has spent most of her visits playing around with Legos and watching almost every showing of the Lego Friends musical. When weather permits, she’d spend the rest of the visit at the water park. She would enjoy all the hands-on experiences that Legoland offers.
This time, she was old enough to enjoy Mini-land. All the different city displays created out of Legos finally caught her eye. She loved running around to the different displays and catching all the tiny details. She was in awe and I finally saw how mature she was becoming.
I enjoy watching my girls grow up. I enjoy watching their interests change. I enjoy watching how mature they are becoming. I enjoy seeing them change.
It’s interesting to watch how their interactions with Legoland are affected as they get older…
I love parenthood.
My kids have a gift. My kids have a talent.
My kids have the ability to make me look like I have no control over them whatsoever whenever we are in public.
They make me look like I’m a completely ‘hot mess mama’ that can’t handle her own kids.
I don’t know how they do it.
And I swear that when I’m home, I have things seemingly under control. At least, I think I do.
Maybe it’s because I don’t have to interact with other people, that I feel like my kids behave better when we are at home?
Maybe it’s because there are more things to see, hear and experience out than at home?
Maybe it’s because I’m just fooling myself into thinking I have things under control when I’m home? That’s probably it.
K is at the age where she needs to experience everything. I’m serious when I say EVERYTHING. Today, at Costco, she felt the need to feel every package of bread that was within her reach. EVERY. SINGLE. PACKAGE.
And I get it. She’s at a very exploratory age. She uses all her senses to get a feel for the world surrounding her. But, when she refuses to sit in the shopping cart, so I compromise and allow her to walk while holding my hand, AND we have to keep up with Hubby and M ahead of us?
What about when M is in dance class and I can barely stop K from wanting to get on that dance floor and join the class. Thank goodness for the large waiting area in the back of the class, but it’s a real struggle to keep her on the carpeted area instead of the dance floor. And when she refuses to cooperate, she screams. Loud. So loud the whole class can hear. And I cringe. It feels like I have no control over that kid.
Or the time when we were at the music store and I was purchasing a piano book for M. I’m at the register holding K trying to pay for the book when she decides she just wants to go down. She begins to squirm and wiggle. When that doesn’t work, she screams. Loud. Loudly, in my ears. On top of that, M decides she wants to try out the bongo drums. With nodes (click here), I’m not allowed to talk over loud noises. So, I’m wrestling with K, trying to keep her in my arms. I’m begging M to please stop playing the drums. I’m wrestling with K again to stop trying to remove all the contents out of my wallet. I’m begging M AGAIN to quit playing the drums. I’m trying so hard to stay calm for the sake of my vocal chords and because I’m sure the store would not appreciate a mom having a meltdown.
I wanted to drop everything I was doing, sit on the floor and just cry. Seriously. I was THAT overwhelmed. I wanted to give up and just wait for Hubby to come and rescue me.
I felt like I lost all control.
We’ve all been there, right?
But it is what it is. I held K a little tighter. Gave her a bunch of kisses and talked her through all the frustration (which was probably more for me than anything else). M eventually listened and stopped banging the drum. I purchased the book. We went home.
The whole scenario probably lasted five minutes, but it felt like an eternity.
And in the grand scheme of things, this is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to parenting trials. This is all probably the easy stuff.
But c’mon! Can’t they make me look like I have everything under control sometimes? I mean, can’t they help me look like less flustered? Just do mommy a favor and stop making me look like a hot mess all the time.
I know I’m not the only one that feels this! Share your story in the comments below!