once the rain came
and the temperature rose by 50 degrees
and the snow and ice turned
to slush, and mud, and dirty water
and the discovery of this
brought such a level of joy and celebration
to the sandbox
that it was immeasurable.
“childhood is messy and beautiful.”
friends take a break from recess
in the empty water table
while still waiting for some snow.
recess can be so exhausting.
“you never get tired unless you stop and take time for it.”
on the first day
after a long winter break
the kinders (and we) are back at it.
“well it’s life, back to the salt mines.”
sweet kinder spends her free choice time playing with the doll house.
when i stop over for a visit and ask why all the people are facing one way
she tells me they are waiting in line for the one bathroom.
(if you look closely, all the way to the right,
you’ll see the one toilet with someone sitting on it,
as well as a chef serving food out of a window,
and more people and animals scattered around downstairs)
what an amazing real world scenario.
how can i not love every single day of my job?
‘waiting in line is a great opportunity to meet people, daydream, or play.’
playing, creeping, tiptoeing
ghosts in the graveyard
scaring themselves to death
screaming, spooky, squealing, shrieking
so much fun.
“while it’s cool to think ghosts exist, i don’t want to see one.”
“jump into the middle of things, get your hands dirty,
fall flat on your face, and then reach for the stars.”