Quotes and Pictures and Catch-up

It’s been months since I’ve done a slice-o-life photo drop and funny quote round-up.  This is just a slight skim from the cream of our life, but it’s an idea of the silliness and sassiness that we live with.
 

 Clare: Mom, I made my own breakfast and snack today ALL BY MYSELF. I don’t think I need you anymore. I can live someplace else… Oh wait, I can’t make lunch or dinner. I guess I’ll stay here a little while longer.

Clare: Mom, I want a pretty miserable dress to wear today.

Me: Do you know that miserable means not very happy?

Clare: Really?  I just want a pretty dress.  I don’t want a not happy dress.

Me: Clare, please clean up your toys.
Clare: who is coming over?
Me: No one is coming over.
Clare: then why do I have to clean up?
(Yep, I’m the Housekeeper Of The Year.)


Me: No bathroom talk Clare. (You parents of preschoolers know what I’m talking about.)
Clare: But Mama, we’re in the bathroom.


Clare: Mom!  I don’t want to brush my teeth.  It makes me feel so… bo-ring!

 “Mom!  Take a picture of me!  I’m a terrible, wicked spider on a web.”
 
“Take pit-tur me!  Me too ‘Pider.”

Clare at School

Clare still goes to her little neighborhood Montessori school, and continues to love it.  Montessori education stresses a lot of order and independence, setting up very specific guidelines for activities but then allowing the children to find creativity and autonomy within the structure and guidelines.  There are downsides to the Montessori method, of course, but I’m a fan.  In my mind one of the biggest benefits of Montessori education is that all of the teachers have additional training and certification.  They are men and women who are committed to early childhood development and education, and this passion and commitment shows in the schools. 

Clare is thriving at the school.  She loves the structure and order (she gets a little uncomfortable when there are lots of kids running around aimlessly) and really, really loves the independence.  She loves to set up her own “work” and take ownership of her activities.  Some of her favorite work is in the Practical Life area of the classroom.  Her school describes this as “consists of “real-life” activities through which children learn to care for themselves, others and their world. Familiar tasks and everyday skills such as pouring, polishing, washing a table, or sewing on a button lead to independence, concentration, a sense of order and coordination of movement.”  She loves to clean things and feel like she’s contributing to an orderly classroom.  At least once a week she’ll ask me if she can scrub the table, chairs, or floor at our house.  Of course, my answer is always “Yes!”

Beyond the classroom activities, which also include building and sensorial activities, language and reading, math, geography and science and art, Clare really loves the social activities.  The way I’m describing it probably sounds like all Clare does is slave away cleaning and studying geography all day at school, but it’s actually a very happy and contented classroom.  There is lots of singing, painting and drawing, and lots of giggling.  Her favorite part of school is her friends, which seem to be every child at the school.  In her last conference her teacher wrote

 “Clare is a friend to everyone.  She is a very capable and willing helper.  She has strong social skills and a non-judgmental attitude with others.  Her openness and friendliness is an asset to her classmates, because she can successfully communicate with all personalities.  She demonstrates a great deal of compassion and is consistently generous and kind.” 

Yes, I’m very proud that Clare can sew a button, peel and cut a carrot, count beyond 100, can identify her continents, and is beginning to write words (yep, my bragging is getting pretty deep) but I’m proudest that she’s developing such great social skills. 

 

Halloween 2013

 
2013 might have been our best Halloween yet.  Clare was old enough to “get” the whole thing – she understood dressing up, decorating the house, some light “scary = fun”, and, of course, trick or treating and candy.  She was sooooo very excited about the whole thing, and we started talking about costumes back in August. 
 
Clare and I discussed her dressing as a butterfly, a fairy, and Peter Pan.  Once again I tried mightily to get her and Sammy to dress up as a cowboy and cowgirl.  She agreed, for a day, and then woke up the next morning and said “Nope.  I’m going to be a witch and Sammy is going to be a dinosaur.”  And they were.  We found Sam a dinosaur costume that *just barely* fit him, and tracked Clare down some witch stylings.  She was very clear to me that she was a wicked witch, like in the Wizard of Oz, not a good witch. 

 

On All Hallow’s Eve we invited our neighborhood crew, JP, Deb and Maddy, and Grandma and Grandpa over for a quick dinner, some forced pictures and trick or treating.  Since the average age of our crew was about 2, the trick or treating was pretty brief but enjoyable.  Of course the best part was seeing the little cuties in costume.