
September 23.2025
I was working on my felt story ” The circle of life” just doing to finish touch up on the characters, when B quietly came out of the nap room. Wondering what i was doing, B walked over and looking at each piece, I started reading the gentle story to help children understand death is not an ending, but part of a beautiful circle — “The Circle of life.” I read the first half of the story was about “when the world was new, the creator made the circle of life so that every being – animals. trees, rivers, and people – would have a beginning, a purpose and a return.” The door bell rang and B’s mother was here for pick up. I look forward to returning to the story. Hopefully to read the rest the story about the ancestor, and how the elder explains those who are gone before us, are still close – in our dreams, the wind, and the northern lights. Before B left to go home, he stopped to grabbed a skeleton from the bowl of random stuff then placed it next to the characters, B smiled and waved “bye.” My heart melt “awe” B showed he was listen to the story and what he understood about the story by adding the skeleton.

September 24,2025
Before going outside Willa and B made spray chalk and colored the cement outside. Observing them painting, making noises, and paint squish between their fingers and I walked around the wondering If I can come up with something to add to their play. trying to thinking another fun idea. As fun as it looked, I remember seeing a post on Facebook “Wild books – a series of 5 books on the whole nature craft” who used the leaves as paint brushes. there was plenty of chalk left so I found a few different kinds of leaves from the garden and poured the chalk all over and left them to dry. I enjoyed watching B mix all the colors and P not impressed at the time he didn’t want to play with it.

What happen? when we put the blocks close together. “Only the few tipped over and the rest stayed standing up”
We did our best making a zig zag domino effect, trying to line up in “S” shape then pushing them over