Another week completed with the Lilliputians, and I am wishing I had a fraction of the energy they expend an any given day.  Sometimes as I watch them throughout the day,  I wonder if  their parents know what they are missing.  Maybe that's why some of them are with me (snort) .....But, honestly, over the past seven years, there have only been a few children that I really didn't like.  It's easy to love them, but sometimes not so easy to like them!  I tell them  "Ms Woach always will love you, and sometimes I even like you!"  Actually, frequently it's the parents I don't like.  Little ones usually reflect what they learn at home.  Bad manners are a learned behavior. Rudeness is absorbed from soaking in the petty selfishness's of others. We are all born with a "sin gene", but the way we treat others usually picked up from others around us.  I read that a child's character is formed by the age of three.  I BELIEVE IT.  And I have met some characters! I look at the children in my care and realize that they are all little sinners in need of God's grace. I am a sinner in need of His grace. I am just a redeemed one that has found redemption through Jesus!  It's my aim to point these little ones in His direction.  Some days it is easier  than others -especially if the rabble rousers happen to be absent, and  I have gotten a good night's sleep prior to the start of each day!  Each day is an adventure, since I never know just what may transpire in the classroom.  I never know what one of them might say.  I laugh (a lot), I get aggravated, (a lot) and I have even cried (just a few times).  but I know that always, ALWAYS, we will learn something!   I have learned that often the tots don't want to be there, they don't care about learning, and they certainly don't wish to comply with my expectations!  They learn that they have to be there, they just might like learning after all, and  they ARE going to comply (eventually- 'cause Ms Woach is bigger than they are and MUCH more stubborn)!  They even usually end up having fun in the process. I know that at least I have fun!  A three year old can be a hoot AND a little terror, all in one .... a,... a , "hooter",  yeah, that's what I'm going to  going to call them !  My   little hooters... uh, wait , on second thought I guess I better rethink that particular moniker.. Perhaps child/ -imps... "chimps"! ...I seem to be digging a hole here.... but you must understand that a three yr old is in a category of his or her own.  What they are, is precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world... Ms Woach loves them too!

Since I am not supposed to put anything about my day in the classroom on FB, I think I will try here on the blog.  I haven't written anything (here) in months, but it is time to let go of FB, and maybe this blog can be a "release valve" for me.  It has been killing me, to not share the fun we have (or the fun I have) with my figits.  They can be so funny!  I have been keeping a written journal to jot down the interesting tid-bits, and I have a few!
  For example, this morning during play time, I overheard a conversation between two of the small fry, proceeding as follows.. Subject #1 " I don't have to listen to YOU, I am a genius!!  Subject #2 "No you awe not" ..#1 "Yes I am, my momma says so".  #2 "No you awe not!!" (this goes back and forth for next to forever), and finally they part ways, never agreeing.  Subject #2 then proceeds to come and stand by my desk, and asks "Hey, Ms Woach, just what is a geniuth?"...  oh, out of the mouths of babes!!

Another point of interest.... the little guy who is exuberantly blowing his nose and when I ask him if her perchance has the "shnots", he replies, "No, but I do have boogers."... then walks away without another word. 

Yesterday as I began to eat my lunch, of course I spilled a huge glop right on my shirt. The wee-he sitting right next to me quips... (with a very serious expression on his mug).. "Mith Woach, do you think you need a bib?"... He has me pegged, all right.  OF COURSE I NEED A BIB!!  If not for the tid-bits that  I fail to  ingest, then for protection WHEN YOU SNEEZE YOUR LUNCH ALL OVER ME!!  I might want to invest in some kind of force field shield at lunch....

This same little guy tells me Monday morning when I inquire as to whether or not he went to church the day before that yes, he went..he ended up in the "Newsury".  He then proceeds to expound upon his experience, ending with an enthusiastic sweep of his arms and a gleeful exclamation of " I just would NOT co-op ah wate in big chuuch!!"

These are the highlights of this week... and it's only Wednesday!

I forgot I had a blog....

I was looking at someone else's post about their blog, and I remembered ... I have a blog!! this is a daycare week only, no curriculum activity, and since the rest of our school has a "spring break"...we do not.  I am filling some of my nap-time in recording my day.Now that I think about it,it isn't even much of a Spring "Bend".. sigh.
Anyway, it has been peaceful these last two days, I have but 4 children here in my classroom.  It is like a small slice of heaven.  The quiet has been almost deafening, compared to what I usually deal with when all 9 little bodies fill the chairs around my two tables.  Puzzles and Legos CAN be silently played with, in the hands of the correct children... until one decides to jump out of his seat and run around the room with both hands waving wildly, and exclaiming in an overly enthusiastic voice, "How Ya Loo Ya, Pwaise da lowd!!"... he took me by complete surprise until I realized he was just excited over my short statement of "lets pick up toys, it's almost time to go to lunch."  this is the same little man who arrived with a grumpy countenance and in reply to my inquiry of "why the sad face?"  I was promptly set straight that it was all due to the fact that daddy forgot to bring his breakfast banana.... this lil guy is very attached to his chow.... a small fry after my own heart....;)