The letter at story time today was T (t).
We heard stories involving tricks and tricksters (April Fool’s Day is next Tuesday!), including Counting Crocodiles by Judy Sierra.
We sang The Lollipop Tree:
One fine day in early spring I played a funny trick
Right in the yard behind my house I planted a lollipop stick
Then every day I watered it well and watched it carefully
I hoped one day that stick would grow to be a lollipop tree
Ah ha ha, Oh ho ho, what a place to be
Under my lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, lolly lolly lollipop tree!
Then one day I woke to find a very lovely sight
A tree all full of lollipops had grown in the dark of the night
I sat beneath that wonderful tree and looked up with a grin
And when I opened up my mouth a pop would drop right in
Winter came and days grew cold as winter days will do
On my tree my lovely tree not one little lollipop grew
From every branch an icicle hung, the twigs were bare as bones
But when I broke the icicles off they turned to ice cream cones
The early literacy tip was about writing:
“What’s this? Looking at representations of things, whether they’re pictures, sculpture, or anything at all helps kids understand the idea of labeling. This is important later on as they begin to understand that letters represent sound and the written word represents meaning.”
H desperately wanted to carry nine crayons in one hand upstairs at bedtime tonight. Every time a few slipped to the ground, he cried out in frustration before squatting down to pick them up. Finally, after one too many drops, he threw them all on the floor, flailed his arms, and gave out a plaintive wail. I picked him up and snuggled him in empathy, because I know. I know how frustrating it can be to bump up against one’s limitations, especially when you don’t yet know you will overcome them. I continued to hold him close as we climbed the stairs, H carrying the crayons he could and me the rest.
On our way up, I sent this silent wish out to the universe:
May you always be pushing yourself, sweet pea, so as to discover where you struggle, for those are the places from which your greatest growth, joy, and fulfillment will come. When you stumble and fall, as you will, I will help you get up until you can do so yourself. I promise to be right there always, if not in body then in your heart, believing in and celebrating you every step of the way. I love you. I see you. I believe in you. Keep going.
We made it to the top of the stairs with all nine crayons. We did it together tonight, but sometime very soon, I know, H will be doing it himself.
I love him. I see him. I believe in him.
H made mud today. His ingredients were brown sugar and water. I was unaware of the project until he requested more water, and all there was to do, at that point, was to laugh and grant his wish.
The letter at story time today was O (o).
We heard ocean-themed stories, including I’m the Best Artist in the Ocean by Kevin Sherry and Wow! Ocean! by Robert Neubecker.
We sang Fish Are Swimming in the Water:
All the fish are swimming in the water
Swimming in the water, swimming in the water
All the fish are swimming in the water
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble, SPLASH!
The little tiny fish is swimming in the water…
The great big fish is swimming in the water…
We used our tiny and big voices to sing the second and third verses, respectively.
The early literacy tip was about playing:
“Let’s explore! Most kids don’t scuba dive, but they can in their imaginations. Imaginative play gives kids permission to explore places and concepts that they have trouble understanding on their own. And if you imagine with them, you lend your own knowledge to their understanding.”
H pulls his father’s books from the shelf and hands them to me. I read the titles.
Protein Biosynthesis. Gene Regulation: A Eukaryotic Perspective. Gene Structure and Transcription. Anorganische und Allgemeine Chemie. Protein Electrophoresis. Crystal Structure Analysis: A Primer. Crystallography Made Crystal Clear.
H nods with solemnity at the reading of each one before instructing me to add it to the pile of retrieved books on the floor.
Principles of Protein X-ray Crystallography gets an excited nod and a wa wa.