"Miss Mind Reader" and Her Sidekick "Mama Doesn't Have A Clue!"

Up until the last few weeks, I was 100% confident that not a single person in our household had any sort of super power. Well, unless you count being able to cook dinner, read the mail, play hide and seek, and feed the dog all at once a super power. I can do that, but what mom can't, right? I am talking about SUPER POWERS....turning things to ice, transforming into different objects, x-ray vision, etc. These powers, so far, have been completely and utterly lacking in our house. Then...something crazy happened....

Suddenly, as if she awoke from a spell induced sleep, Sugar Bear awoke a few weeks ago with this crazy ability to read the mind of all things. Yes....ALL THINGS! Everyone in her view, all animals in the house, all toys, objects, and imaginary friends. ALL THINGS! She reads their mind...she has intuition. She and only SHE knows exactly what each and every person or thing in this here house is about to do or say! It is annoying incredible! I kid you not. This little 2.5 year old child is all knowing...and sadly, so VERY sadly, Mama doesn't have a clue. It appears that Mama not only does NOT possess this special power, she has suddenly lost all creative control.

Each and everyday, there are constant moments when the powerful and powerless butt heads. Before this magical super power possessed Sugar Bear....all was right with the world. Sugar could request of the Great Mama to play with her, and Mama would gladly oblige. Like with many 2 year olds, imaginary play began to emerge. They'd choose a game of kitty and doggy, or they'd happily take on the roles of the king, queen, and knight that reside in the Little People Castle. Sugar would assume a character, and mama would take one as well. The fun would begin. The imaginary conversations would go back and forth. Sugar would say, "would you like to ride horses, queen?" and Mama would reply, "Sure, king...let's go!" or perhaps she would choose to say, "No thanks, I want to stay here and tame the dragon." No matter what Mama said, Sugar Bear went along with it. Life was good....and the play was fun. Mama enjoyed the opportunity to let her creativity soar.

Then, that horrible fateful morning, it all changed....and nothing hs been the same. NOTHING! Sugar Bear knows exactly what is to be said or done, and she knows all this moments in advance. Now the imaginary play goes much like this:

Scene- Sugar Bear and Mama settle themselves in front of the Little People Farm.

Sugar: (handing Mama the Cow) Here mama! you are the cow!
Mama: (taking the cow) Thanks Baby!
Sugar: You stand over there cow! (pointing)
Mama: Oh okay, I'll be over here sleeping.
Sugar: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! you aren't sleeping cow. You stand there and the goat will come say, "hi!"
Mama: Oh okay! "hi goat"
Sugar: moooooooooooooooooom! (sounds like MAAWWWWWWWW ummmmmm) The goat says, "hi!" The cow just stands there!
Mama: gotcha! (thumbs up)
Sugar: (doing her best goat impression) "hi cow! I'm going to the store!"
Mama: (doing my best cow impression) "ooooo that sounds fun, can I..."
Sugar: (interrupting mama) mooooooooooooomm! NO! the cow stays here!
Mama: OH okay! Sorry!
Sugar: "I'm going to the store cow! You stay here!" (starts to take her goat to another part of the room. Looks back and waits for mama to speak for the cow.
Mama: (a little hesitant) "ummmm okay...I'll stay here!"
Sugar: (annoyed) Mooooooooooooooooooooom! The cow needs to cry!
Mama: (a tad defensive) OH...how was I suppose to know?
Sugar: Just cry, okay?
Mama: Fine (best cow crying impression) "moo....hoo....moo hoo!"
Sugar: (smiles and brings goat back towards the cow) "awwwwww...don't cry cow!"
Mama: "sniff...sniff....mookay! I feel all better now! Thanks Goat"
Sugar: Moooooooooooooooooommm! NOOOOOOOO The cow is still crying! He needs to run over the barn and cry louder!
Mama: (a little annoyed) I don't want the cow to cry! Why is the cow crying? Can't the cow just go to the store with the goat?
Sugar: (rolling eyes at "Mama Doesn't Have a Clue") JUST CRY MOM! CRYYYYY!
Mama: (saluting "Miss Mind Reader") Yes ma'am! "mooooo hooo!"
Sugar: (smiles big!)
Mama: (bows to "Miss Mind Reader's" ultimate power)

So "Mama Doesn't Have a clue" sits there and wonders...how did Sugar Bear know that the cow needed to cry? Why can't Mama decide what the cow wants to do? I mean...as far as she knows...it is just a plastic cow, but according to "Miss Mind Reader" there is a plan. The cow must cry. There is no other choice. It is like this all the time now. She knows what the cars want to do or say. She knows when her dolls are hungry or tired, and exactly what must be done or said to make them feel better. MAMA DOES NOT KNOW. If mama tries to know...she is quickly informed that she is sadly mistaken. Only "Miss Mind Reader" knows how the play will go....and to be honest, Mama isn't loving it. She hopes this darling phase of Super Powerness ends quickly, and they can go back to the days of improv. Mama Doesn't Have a Clue's creativity is being squashed, and that right there is unexceptable. UNEXCEPTABLE!

Photo Hunters~Original

I am not ashamed to admit that this week's theme had me stumped. I am also not ashamed to admit that this might be a sign that I am taking this much too seriously. As always, knowing is half the battle, right? So it is the knowledge that I am unable to NOT take it seriously, that helps me accept my NEED to find the perfect image to convey this theme. To do so...I needed to understand the word "original" more clearly. I did as all crazy responsible Internet addicted individuals do, and googled it. DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!
Here is the definition:

o·rig·i·nal
–adjective 1. belonging or pertaining to the origin or beginning of something, or to a thing at its beginning: The book still has its original binding.
2. new; fresh; inventive; novel: an original way of advertising.
3. arising or proceeding independently of anything else: an original view of history.
4. capable of or given to thinking or acting in an independent, creative, or individual manner: an original thinker.
5. created, undertaken, or presented for the first time: to give the original performance of a string quartet.
6. being something from which a copy, a translation, or the like is made: The original document is in Washington.

–noun 7. a primary form or type from which varieties are derived.
8. an original work, writing, or the like, as opposed to any copy or imitation: The original of this is in the British Museum.
9. the person or thing represented by a picture, description, etc.: The original is said to have been the painter's own house.
10. a person whose ways of thinking or acting are original: In a field of brilliant technicians he is a true original.
11. Archaic. an eccentric person.
12. Archaic. a source of being; an author or originator.

Guess what.....that didn't help. Maybe the Synonyms and Antonyms would help:

—Synonyms 1. primary, primordial, primeval, primitive, aboriginal. 7. archetype, pattern, prototype, model.
—Antonyms 7. copy.

Ummmm...yeah...still wasn't feeling it. I mean all photos are basically originals, I mean....no two pictures are exactly alike, right? Yet, how could I just simply post ANY picture? Nope...that just wouldn't do.

After days of agonizing over this silly theme...I finally settled on something. Even as I press the publish button on this post I am doubting my choice, but serious...I have bigger things in life to worry about, right?


I'd like to present my daughter, finger painting for the first time. As you can see she is deeply engrossed in creating an original, one of a kind masterpiece!

Four For Friday

I feel so grateful to have had much less stress this week. I was really beginning to feel like a Friday downer there for awhile. Thanks for sticking with me...if you did. :)
This weeks Four For Friday them is: Eighties Movies I USED to Love....and NOW They Make Me Uncomfortable. I have to admit that I have always been a sucker for romance...but only in movies. I despise Romance Novels. In fact, they are the only type of book I REFUSE to read. However, I love a good romance movie. I especially like romantic comedies.
As a teenager though...I was really drawn to romance in general. I blame it on the hormones. I mean seriously...I wasn't the only teenage girl with posters of hunkie 80's heart throbs plastered all over my bedroom, now was I?
Today, I want to focus on four movies that I watched OVER and OVER as a teenager, yet now....if I attempt to watch them, I squirm at the pure cheesiness. I am embarrassed for these actors. I can NOT enjoy the movie anymore. I WANT to, but I am overrun by uncomfortable feelings of, "How in the WORLD could I have loved this CRAP?" and "Oh my lord, this is embarrassing stuff."

1. Staying Alive


2. Girls Just Want To Have Fun


3. Top Gun


4. Dirty Dancing



I hate that I have lost the love for these movies. I have tried to reclaim them, and reminisce in the delite they brought me, but I always fail. I walk away muttering, "What was I thinking?" Have you seen these movies? Have you seen them recently? What are your thoughts? Have you lost the love? or never had it?

I still say that they were some of my favorite movies of all time, as there was a time in my life where I would not pass up an opportunity to see them, however, I just can't bare to watch them again. It isn't like this for all movies I loved in the 80's. In fact, next week, I'll focus on four movies from the eighties that I still love, and watch every chance I get. Now you know....you don't want to miss that! See you next Friday!

E....is for EXPLORING!

E is for being EASILY ENTERTAINED.


E is for having ENDLESS curiosity.


E is for EVERYDAY wonder.


E is for EXCITEDLY learning something new.


E is for taking happiness to the EXTREME.


E is for being EAGER to try something new.


E is for making an EXTRA EFFORT.


E is for ELUDING the moments of doubt.


E is for ENLIGHTENING new knowledge.


E is for a mama EXPERIENCING innocence through the EYES of her child.



All in all, E is definitely for EXPERIENCING ENLIGHTENING, EXTRA, EAGER, ENTERTAINING, EXTREME, EXCITED, and ENDLESS love EACH and EVERYDAY! LIFE IS GOOD!

Pachebel's Bedtime

I ran accross this great piece of YouTube goodness this morning, and it MADE.MY.DAY!!! I just love love love creative people like this. What a fun song, and the ending is so special. It is PERFECT!
I wish I knew how to make it show up on here, but I am technically challenged, so a link will have to do.....SORRY! Please go check it out though, and tell me what you think.

Pachebel's Bedtime

Is it just me....or does things like this INSPIRE you to be more creative? I sit here wishing I had more talent, and that I could create such a wonderfully entertaining peice. Way to go DADDY MAN! What a blessing you are to your family! Thank you for sharing your music with me.

Feeling Rather SPECIAL!

WOW! I am beginning to really feel like part of the blogging community. I feel so very blessed to be given the opportunity to reach out to people all around the world and share the joys of life. Recently, I have been showered with blogging awards from many of my blogging buddies. I appreciate each and every gesture so very much. I wish I had time to post about each one individually, but life is just getting crazy around my neck of the woods. I do not value these any less just because I have to address them all in one post like this. Thank you my dear friends! Each moment when I received an award made my life a little brighter, and with the amount of stress I have been under....such things are VERY much cherished.


It appears that I make people smile from time to time. At least Deb at Mom of 3 Girls, and Sheryl at Taking The Challenge think so!

I'd love to pass this on to a few ladies that always seem to make me smile when I read their blogs:
-Heidi at Everyday Cookies.....I love my crafty neighbor!
-MaryAnn over at Mountaineer Mommy.
-We Are Reilly, is always a good place for me to get a smile. We have a lot in common.




Both Donetta and Jo at Jo Beaufoix, think I am a total STAR, and I have to say I agree with them. At least my face is shiny, and I feel a bit pointy lately.
I'd like to give a few stars out as well:
-Lauren, as she is a star in my book.
-In the Life of Child. I love how sweet, helpful and caring this mama is.



The fabulous Jo at Jo Beaufoix thinks I hit the mark. Now that right there is a compliment. She actually thinks I hit what I am aiming at....my question is...what the heck I am aiming for. Can anyone tell me?
Here are few bloggers that I think his the mark as well:
-Megan over at Pyreflies over Zanarkand. Her wit and photography hit the mark for me.
-Bellevelma, over at Running With Books, just kills me every time I read her posts. I love her creativity.

There are so many other great bloggers out there. I know that these awards go around and around. I would send them right back to the bloggers that sent them to me also. Is it just me...or this a great thing...this blogging stuff. We are so so blessed, and LIFE IS GOOD!

D.....is for DETERMINED!!!

Sugar Bear is a determined little honey. She rarely shys away from a challenge, and usually goes at it with gusto. I love this about her. She isn't afraid to try. I am not certain this is a trait she got from me. In fact, I am fairly sure that she didn't. I find that often, I am not all that prepared to try something new. I am not the biggest fan of change. However, some would tell you that I am adventuresome, and pretty hip to giving things a go, but.....I don't think they know that little Corey in my head that worries she won't be good at it.


Sugar isn't afraid. She will try. Sometimes she gets frustrated with things when she isn't immediately successful, but all I have to do is utter an encouraging word, and she is back at it. Since she was very young, I taught her how to ask for help when she needs it. I like to think that it is reassuring for her to know that I am there to help if she only asks. Just knowing that gives her the courage to give it a go all by herself.


Often the former preschool teacher in me comes out, and I come up with yet another great idea to make a teaching tool. I purchased some wooden beads in the craft section, and colored some of them with food coloring (I didn't have paint on hand, as I forgot to buy it when I bought the beads. Hey...I might be crafty, but I am also very forgetful.) Then I took the string off an old toy of hers that she didn't use anymore, and TA DA....we have stringing beads. These pictures are of her first day playing with them. It has turned out to be a very fun and fulfilling activity for her. She loves to count them as she goes. in total, we have 27 beads to string. Don't ask me where the 28th is.....it just might be in my dogs stomach, but seriously it is a mystery.


I am not saying she doesn't ever get that pouty, frustrated look on her face, but I am saying that she always gets back to it even more determined to succeed. She will try and try and try some more. She is determined to master the skills presented to her. It is a joy to watch her problem solve, and ask for help when she is in need. I find pleasure in gently guiding her in the right direction. In the end, it is my honor to have the opportunity to celebrate her victories with her. Life is GOOD!

Photo Hunters~Paper

There is nothing like a paper Aligator mask to make a 2 year old's day! :)



Sugar Bear says, "See you later Aligator!"

Four For Friday!

WOW! It is Friday! Yippie! I survived another week. That, my friends, is always an accomplishment, but with the current stress in my life, sometimes it didn't feel like I would ever make it.

Once again...I sit here staring at the screen pondering a suitable Four For Friday theme. I really need to start thinking of these BEFORE Thursday night. I think that could possibly be a more productive plan. I am usually a planner type of girl, but lately....I find myself just getting by...moment to moment. Here are four things I did today that I had not PLANNED on doing.

1. I intended on getting up when my alarm when off at 6:45 am this morning. INSTEAD, I hit the snooze button once twice, then turned it off only to fall back to sleep for another 15 minutes. I flopped out of bed with the intention of getting Sugar Bear up and ready in a hurry, but INSTEAD my hubby called me and we yakked for at least 10 minutes. I was indeed a half hour late when all was said and done. OH WELL...such is life.

2. I intended on packing a boring sensible lunch and taking it to work with me. INSTEAD, I didn't pack the lunch, then invited a friend to an impromptu lunch at a new restaurant. I had a very delish chicken, bacon ceasar wrap. I am certain it was like 300 times more fattening than the "sensible" lunch I had planned to make, but honestly, it tasted 600 times better, and I really needed some friend time.

3. I intended on getting home from work, and sitting down to a nice table dinner with Sugar Bear (hubby is out of town). INSTEAD, we sat on the floor in her room stuffing our faces while watching a DVR'd episode of SuperWhy. That show and Word World were recommended to me by We Are Reilly, and I have to say WE.LOVE.THEM!!! Great shows. It is right up Sugar Bear and my alley!

4. Lastly, I had intended on having a super duper relaxed evening. After getting Sugar Bear to bed, I had hoped to eat some pie (hey a stressed out girl needs her chocolate), and have some bloggedity fun. INSTEAD, my brother called me, and I spent the next hour and a half listening to him, and helping him work through some things. It was a good conversation, but such things always leave me MORE drained than when I started. That is definitely NOT what I had planned for my evening. I did, however, consume more than a decent portion of the pie. Who could blame me, right?

So what sort of things did you INTEND to do this week, yet just didn't seem to accomplish?

C.....is for COUSINS!

Sugar Bear loves her cousins. Two cousins in particular.... K and S. They live in the same town as us, so they are the cousins that she knows the best, and they are the ones closest to her in age also. K is nearly five, and S is 3 weeks older than Sugar Bear. They were due only a week apart, but S came a week early, and Sugar came a week late.



K and S, are my brother's kids. My brother and I have a rocky relationship, yet always seem to figure out a way to be supportive of each other. I may not always like him....but I do love him. If you are a regular reader of this here bloggy poo, you know that I have been facing major stress. This stress revolves around my brother and his life. I have known his wife since we were 9 years old, and we are good friends. Recently, I supported her in making a drastic move intended to help my brother face the problems in his life, and their marriage. It was very hard on me....and continues to be so. I am quite stuck in the middle. I care deeply for all involved....my brother, his wife, and their kids. I want for them to have a joyful life. As it was....there was little joy. My hope is that over time healing will occur, and whether they are all together as a family again, or whether they have to go separate ways, each one will find the inner peace and joy that they so deserve.



With all this in mind, life has changed for us. K and S, are at least temporarily living in a different city. I am not certain how often we will see them, and this concerns me, as Sugar Bear asks for them often. It is hard finding the strength to accept change, and to have hope that possibly someday things will return to normalcy. Right now we have to slowly tread through unknown waters, and just keep our head from going under.




I have sadness that our close relationship with them may forever be changed. I had great images in my mind of fun times ahead. It is lovely to live close to family. We plan outings together, we trick or treat together, we go to the pumpkin patch, we have picnics and play dates. Right now.....these are on hold. The seriousness of adult business is getting in the way of the innocence of childhood. I am sad for that. How will Sugar Bear understand? Why is life so hard?



I apologize if much of this is too vague, but it isn't my life or struggles to share in this situation. That is their private business, but I did want to share how it is affecting me and mine.



I took these photos of the girls in July for their mama. I enjoyed spending some special time with each of the them separately, and together. They were great sports, and we all had fun. I cherish these pictures. Thank you for letting me share them with you! If you are the praying sort...please pray for these girls...and the journey they are on.

Mothering Style

While playing around on the Internet a week or so back, I stumbled on a website about mothering styles that caught my interest. I took this test to see what a quiz like that would have to say about me and my mothering style. Here are the results:

Your type is: infp —The “Tuned In” Mother

“Inside our children, I believe, is a truth that tells them what’s best for them. I am always listening for that truth.”


Aware, astute, and understanding, the INFP mother is sensitive to her child’s needs, feelings, and perceptions. By observing and listening to the cues of the whole child, she is “tuned in” and naturally develops an intuitive feel for what he or she needs. Responsive and helpful as well, she tends patiently to those needs as they arise.
The INFP mother is comfortable letting her children follow their own course of development and make their own choices. She offers encouragement and uses her insights to head off trouble and difficult issues.
The INFP mother takes vicarious pleasure giving her children good experiences and watching them enjoy childhood. She’s happiest creating pleasant, memorable times for the whole family.

Reading this description of me as a mother surprised me with how utterly it rang true. I have often felt different from other mom's, and have faced some annoying comments, and bits of advice from well meaning family members. When Sugar Bear was an infant, I found myself breaking through tradition, and forging my own path through this journey called parenting. The things that felt natural to me and Sugar Bear, were foreign and peculiar to those around me. We co-slept, breastfed on demand, and enjoyed being close at all times, so I often wore Sugar in a sling of some type. I can not express how often I heard that I was "spoiling" her, as if she was a melon gathering fruit flies. I was warned that I would NEVER get her out of my bed, and that she would be a whiny "mama's girl". I didn't listen...with the exception of my heart and Sugar Bear's signals.

As Sugar has aged, my discipline is gentle. I re-direct, and offer choices. I encourage her to try new things, and give her a big helping of encouragement each day. I honor her feelings, while teaching her to respect the feelings of others. I honor her opinion, while teaching her to respect the opinions of others. I follow her lead, yet teach her about safety. I hear her voice while teaching her to listen. It is my job to help her be successful. She needs loving guidance.

The above description of a "tuned in" mother melted my heart, as I often remind myself to slow down and listen to my girl. What is she needing? What underlying emotion is making her act this way? How can I help her be successful in this situation? How can I say "yes" instead of "no"? How would I feel if this were happening to me? What would I want? Would Sugar Bear want the same? If I just listen hard enough...I will hear what is right for us.

It works for us. Sugar Bear is generally successful. She is adventurous, and kind hearted. She is courageous, yet cautious. She is delightful, yet not afraid to tell me when she is upset. I love that we feel like a team. A team on the same side working towards a common goal....her success. It certainly works for us.

What I loved about this website, was how it honors all the different mothering styles, and encourages mothers to except their style, and know that it is working for them. There is no one right way to mother.....there is just one right way for you to be a mother. It is a blessed thing....being a mother. Life is Good!

Care to share what your mothering style is? I'd love to hear about it! Let's celebrate our differences and similarities!

Time Travel Tuesday~ Birthday

This week we will travel back to either a special birthday you have been given or a memorable birthday you have had ...

Annie asks: How old were you? Was it a party, or just a memorable day?

I sat here trying the best to remember a special birthday in my life....and like many mothers, my life has taken second fiddle to my daughters. I find myself only recalling the most memorable birthday moment of all....Sugar Bears first birthday!

Some may know that I can dangerously close to never having the blessed opportunity to be a mom. Hubby didn't want children, and after nearly 8 years of marriage, I was honored with the most spiritually fulfilling surprise pregnancy. Our marriage went through some extremely difficult times, but we are coming out the other side. There are blue skies!

Keeping that in mind, you can understand my great joy at celebrating my baby girl's birth. I cherish each and every day with her, and know that my destiny was to be this little honey's mama. This is what I was made to do, and of this I have no doubt. A first birthday is always a pretty special one...but for me....it was a dream come true.


I produced a pretty relax family party for my girl. I wanted the attention on Sugar Bear...and the blessing that she is. I didn't want it to be about stuff, or themes or games. I wanted this picture of her sitting on the table with her presents and her cake, as there is one just like of me on my first birthday. I wish I had it here to share, but mine is at my parents house.


I, of course, wanted very much to cherish those special first cake moments. It is interesting to note that Sugar Bear may be the sweetest little creature on earth, but she doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. In fact, she ate barely a bit of her cake...but as you can plainly see....she loved the experience.








I remember sitting there watching her explore that cake, and thinking....how on earth did I ever get so blessed? Yes, if you haven't noticed...I am rather smitten with this girl. Life is GOOD! and it is only getting BETTER!

Sugar Bear Gets Her Learn On!

OKAY...okay....I left you hanging long enough. I know many of you have just been on pins and needles waiting for the big reveal...the big NEW HAIRCUT picture! May you wait no longer....and may you please be able to even tell the difference. Ummmmmm...I did say it was just a trim, right? If not....I'm so sorry!

The entire reason for the "big haircut" was that my little Sugar Bear was starting preschool. Yes, this was like two weeks ago, but hey....I have been busy. I figure you read like 400 other blog posts about first days of school a few weeks back, and by now you must be just itching for a fix. So here it is....Sugar Bear is officially getting her learn on. YEAH BABY!

I must admit that like all mothers, I can hardly believe she is old enough to be in school. Where does the time go? Seriously, just the other day she was nursing while I rocked us slowly in our rocking chair. I was looking into her beautiful blue eyes and wondering how I ever became so blessed. OH....WAIT....that was just yesterday. Who am I kidding?

Anyhow, on with the story. Sugar Bear is SOOOOOOOOOOOOO very ready for school. I don't mean to toot her horn or anything, but I have a rocket scientist on my hands. This girl has brains, and she knows how to use them. At one, she was tackling wooden puzzles that boggle a 3 year old's mind. Before two, she knew all her colors and shapes. At the ripe age of 2, she knew all her letters and sounds they make. She also recognizes numbers 1-10 and counts to 17, if you don't mind that she skips 13-15. Yeah...my girl is brainy. She may be in a diaper until she is 12, but cognitively this girl has it going on. Hey...she can only be expected to concentrate on one thing at at time, right?

Our first morning was a little rough. Sugar Bear had to be rudely awoken, and quickly dressed, and out the door. She isn't thrilled with this as you can plainly see. This is her on the steps while I try to convince her to get in the truck.


It wasn't much better when I got her buckled in.


However....when I mentioned that there would be food there, she perked up just a bit.


Here we are in front of the gate at her daycare/preschool. Here is wondering why her school looks a lot like her daycare. tee hee...she is still confused by that. She keeps asking me where her school is? Poor child...I shouldn't have ever called it school. She went to this daycare for 4 weeks before the preschool piece started, so she just isn't sure why I keep calling it her school on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Can you tell, though that she is pretty proud of her back pack?


Sugar Bear, in general, needs a few minutes to get settled in the morning before she warms up to all the children. It really wasn't ideal that Lorene and I asked her to pose for her first day of school picture as soon as she got there. All the kids were looking at her....totally not her cup of tea.


Preschool, however, has proven to really be right up her alley. She is doing very well. I am excited for her to have more practice with her fine motor skills, and to work on sign language. The first week, they worked on the letter A, number 1, the color red, and circles. I think it was fun for Sugar Bear to already be pretty confident with those things. She is excited to know how to make the letter "A" with her hand, and she is finally getting the concept of the lower case letters.


There was much fanfare, and lots of smiles while she proudly showed me her work on that first day when I picked her up. I asked her to hold up her apple sequencing project, and say, "A" so I could take a picture. She obliged, throwing in the sign for "A" on her own. Gosh I love this kid! You go girl!