Every weekday for the past nine months or so, Beatrix and I have spent a large portion of our days at The Natural Child Learning Community. Our little room, rented from a neighborhood church, has played as great a role in Beatrix's life as her real home has. It was here that so many firsts took place. Her first stand. Her first dance. Her first words. Her first experiences with other children. How lovely to witness the older boys and girls take her under their wings. They've learned to treat her with such sweetness - even through her difficult moments!
Although, I decided early on in the school year to keep my blog about our "real" home life, today I could not help but say a word about another part of my life that is so near and dear to my heart. Indeed, The Natural Child has become quite a labour of love to both L and I. We've had a wonderful year guiding, crafting, singing, working, and living with the children. Everyone, including myself, has grown from our experiences together. And I am so happy and proud to be a part of this little school that we've created for children. Although being a Montessori guide took on a whole new meaning to me with a baby/toddler on my back/at my side, it's an experience I'd never trade. Just today, my little girl, who nine months ago could not sit up unassisted, took out a work mat, carried her number rods to the mat, did her best to place them nicely, and then carried them back to the shelf. She's learned more than I ever imagined she could about purposeful work, freedom, discipline, and love of this great big world. I'm already itching with new ideas for the upcoming year. But first we have a summer to laze about in!