Progress Report

Today is the start of Maron's 3rd week of preschool. She is in the M-W-F Pre-K program at Learn & Grow Preschool in Poulsbo, and she absolutely LOVES it. I mean, really. That girls was made to go to school. There are about 15 other kids in the class with her, so lots of interaction with other kids. She has two teachers that are very nice, and Maron is having the time of her life.

 

Now that she's in preschool she is doing a lot of writing and drawing. She's even started using scissors, and she's getting quite good with them. Every day when I pick her up there are two or three things (pictures, writing sheets, etc.) in her personal cubby outside of the class. I have a big manila envelope that I am keeping all of her art and school work in, and for the sake of sharing I've uploaded some photos of Maron's artwork so far.

 

 

A school bus that Maron cut out and glued onto the paper all by herself.

 

The color of last week was red.

 

This one Maron drew at home. It's a picture of her, Marida, Mommy and Stacy (her favorite doll).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maron had no idea she could paint with fruit!

 

 

 

 

 

 

The World Turns

Today is the 11th anniversary of what is arguably the worst terrorist attack America has ever suffered. 9/11

I feel like I should be writing something monumental and important. I feel that because something SO terrible happened on this day 11 years ago, anything I post today should be somber and full of reflection. Or something meaningful and inspiring - words that deserve to live on forever. The problem is, I don't have any. At least, I don't have anything new. Everything that I am thinking or would choose to write about this day have already been thought/spoken/written about by far greater people than me.

So instead of filling the internet with more patriotic prattle, I am going to show how the terrorists haven't defeated my spirit by writing about something simple. Something that won't mean anything to anyone but me and my very closest family. I am going to talk about Maron't first day of preschool.

That's right - my first born daughter turned 4 last month, and yesterday she went to her very first day of Pre-K. She is attending the Learn & Grow Preschool in Poulsbo for the 12:30-3pm class on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. She's only gone one day so far, but she loves it! She's a big girl now, and getting to walk up the stairs to her school and hang her backpack up on a hook outside the classroom... these are the marks of true greatness. At least when you're 4.

So here's to my big girl. And here's to my little girl. And here's to America.