Da Keiki Blog

We made a cake for the party. I baked a little one for Leilani so she could decorate her own

I decorated this one.

The day started out with crafts, I had the table with the paper flowers, we had dyed a lot of coffee filters ahead or time. Leilani tried every single craft that was offered.

Party and potluck

Heather entertained the kids before the egg hunt with the story of the very hungry caterpillar

What did you find?

Teacher Brigidan

Best friends – Sophia

and Olivia

For the movie see here

Even more photos at the school’s website

Check out my newest website. I did all the graphics. I’m impressed how often google looks at the Keiki blog… right now that really is the fastest was to get a new site indexed.

Lord Christopher Macklin

(forgotten in in the post about the Sausalito Discovery Museum)

Chocolate Dancing in my head.. like a sweet watermelon

Fire Department visits Millbrae Nursery School

At School

Leilani used to be very neat and orderly. I think that was the most positive effect of the Montessori School. She played with one thing, put it away, and play with the next, put it away. Over the last half year it detoriated to the point that she seemed to make messes on purpose. We literally could not walk through her room after she played for just a 1/2 hour. At school she went to the 2 years old room and dumped our 10 wooden puzzles at once (with friends but I think she was he driving force).

One day, as she had messed up the entire house (I occasionally try to work while she is around, or spend some time on the phone…) I had enough. Absolutely enough. And I had a great idea. I told her. “OK, I help you clean up one last time. The next time you go to bed, or to school and there are toys on the floor I’ll get a laundry basket and carry it all down to the garage.” I was serious about it, and she knew it. Quietly she asked what would happen if she made another mess the next day, and I told her the same thing. Until there are no more toys to make a mess with. Leilani almost started crying. “But then I will be very sad…” I explained: “Then you better not make any more messes”

And the house stayed picked up ever since.

* Well, asides from googling rotten teeth (which btw still works, more than 2 years later, the harshest punishment we use is being sent to bed without stories or songs, and then she cries “But my teeth will rot…” and the last favor of the evening is that we brush her teeth…)

Photos coming soon. I hope.