Miciah's Pre-school: Arlitt
The more Rob and I learn about Miciah's pre-school (called the Arlitt Center) the more we like it. They attempt to teach the kids exactly how I think they should be taught. They play games and sing songs and let them use their imaginations. They let them paint (we have artwork covering our wall already) to figure out color concepts. They let them play simple dice games to learn math. They sing songs involving name cards of people in the room to teach them simple reading activities. The preschool (or rather people who teach at the preschool) actually has put out a whole series of books called things like 'More than Singing' and 'More than Magnets' and 'More than Letters' and things like that (you can find the books on Amazon, I just looked). It's a research center, too, and they're right now working with some federal grant thing to figure out better ways to teach and test younger children. I think it's all amazing. We chose the preschool because we liked how lax they are (they are out to let the kids have fun and learn through fun) and come to find later that they're super serious about what they do and they apparently are recognized as being really good at what they do. They were telling us about grants and things they have where they're 1 of 12 and 1 of 5 preschools in the nation to get the funding. Pretty cool stuff.
Miciah loves preschool, but she's really tired a lot of the time. She gets up earlier and goes to sleep a little earlier, but she can get pretty grouchy during the day after preschool. Makes me think we should have done afternoons with her cause then she could still sleep in. But, it's not bad to get up at 7:45, it's just a transition for her. We let her sleep in pretty late on Fridays and Saturdays and it seems to help come Monday. So we often spend a lot of our time at home watching movies and doing things less intensive. Her good friend Norene at preschool that I mentioned last time, is moving to New York. Miciah will be sad. But somehow I think she'll make another friend in about a day and a half. :)
Our House
We have told R & C about the house. They're excited. We went over there on Friday (we're usually over there at least once a week) and R said, "Did C tell you the good news? We're moving in 30 days!" We got a good laugh out of that one. But R did tell us that it was hunting season, so he'd rather not help us move if he can get away with it. :) It was about the cutest thing I've ever seen. R turned into this 5-year-old little boy pleading with his mom to let him do what he wants. :) We told him we have no intention of getting in the way of him hunting. We like the venison he brings home too much. He was much relieved. You could tell, he'd help if we asked, but we're not going to ask for that very reason. It's bow season right now and Thanksgiving week is the start of gun season. R will be gone every weekend from now until December. ... I met someone else today who was all dressed up to go hunting and was able to hold my own about hunting, which surprised me. Rob's going to go with R one of these years when we have $1000 to blow on hunting equipment that we'd have to buy. :) Maybe that'll be never. But I wouldn't mind not having to buy meat for a year.
Kay, that's life. The house still is not final, but they've brought up no problems to us. Just more paperwork. I feel like I'm selling my soul.
And I'm glad, Pop, that you mentioned that you owe me pictures. I was thinking last night about how you've never sent them off! And I really am anxious to see your handiwork. I send you ten or more pictures of a house I don't even live in yet and I can't even get a picture or two of a bookcase you've had completed for over a month. :) Not that I'm bitter.
Tamra and family
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