We have the youngest kids in the nursery, and most kids have some kind of anxioty when they come into the class. I don't blame them, they are only a little under 2. Actually, I don't really know how old those kids are. All I know that last year, everyone in my class can communicate what they want. They talk to me, and tell me what they like. We had all girls, except one boy who likes to color everything orange, and he wears his father's clothes - from when he was living in Germany as a kid.
The class we have this year is full of boys, and one girl. I guess girls learn to communicate a lot faster than the boys. None of the kids really talk that much, they understand what we are saying to them. But they don't really know or care what's going on. If one kid cries, then it sets off other kids. All hell breaks out, and all kids cry. I have learned not to say " dad" or anything sounds like dad, because it sets them off.
While all the kids cries, there is this one kid who just looks like he is thinking very hard. So hard, to the point that his brain might come out. He looks so intense, but Steve found his happy spot. This kid likes to read, and he knows all the animal names. Steve read the "Squishie Turtle" to this little guy, and he is just all smiles. He points, and yells the name of the animal on the page.
" Tou-tou" = turtle
"aw-pus" = Octopus
" hu'i - sh" = fish
"sh-ahhh'k" = Shark
Without fail, he licks the squish shinny seaweed every time we turn to that page. I later found out that he is Cindy's nephew. His dad brought him in, and turned in the paper that we need to know about the kids. I noticed that his last name is Ford, and as usual I start to common Mormon conversation starter. " Oh your last name is / you are from.... Do you know so and so?"
Carter's dad said " yeah, she's my sister. How did you know her?"
the conversation when on, and Carter became my favorite.
1. he doesn't cry.
2. he's super cute.
3. He is Cindy's nephew!!
Last sunday, he was getting tired. He just runs up to me with open arms, I picked him up and he just just snuggled on my chest. awwwwww... i just wanted to take him home. For rest of the hour, he stayed in my arms. We had fun chasing and popping bobbles. To those of you who might be called to be a nursery leader, bubbles do wonders. They kids just gets goo-goo eyes and in their own la-la land.
Anyway, can't wait to see Carter tomorrow. Hope all the kids are getting used to coming to nursery a little more, and let's hope that they will stay chilled.
