Third year

It was R’s third birthday yesterday. We started our day with R opening her presents from mummy and daddy at the breakfast table. She happily prepared her own breakfast which was spooned granola into her bowl, poured milk to mix with her chocolate drink and then onto her granola. R had muffin instead of her usual toast or fruit. She was very excited to share it to both daddy and me because she helped in mixing the batter for the muffins.

We went to her grandparents to help stack the logs for next winter. She was given presents which she was very happy to open and then played with afterwards. R liked the tea set she was given and had pre-lunch snack and crackers with her grandparents in the garden.

We all had lunch but because R ate a lot of dry biscuits before lunch she could not finish what was on her plate. It was decided that she has it for supper which of course she did.

I baked R a cake with chocolate glaze on which I know she likes. Anything sweet is a hit.We sang the happy birthday song, she blew her candles before the song was finished, cut the cake for all of us and we finished our parts. My daughter was very proud to be three even after she insisted first thing in the morning that she only wanted to be two. She was generally happy all day  which I am happy about because the day before her birthday we argued all day about swimming and literally everything that I am annoyed at myself about. I sometimes am not able to hold back and say hurtful things back to her. I am not proud of myself when I argue with R because I know that I need to be a mother to her.

Education at home wise we started to work with our alphabet and numbers puzzles. I showed R how to roll a mat which she picked up quite easily. She takes out jigsaw puzzles more than in the last six months. Role plays with dolls, she likes to play big sister with her, play dough with cutters, dances a lot, sings and makes up her own songs, reads a pile of books ( she suddenly goes quiet and I find her reading in her hiding place). She plays a lot on her own now and I feel that she is getting more independent and needs me less.

I thought that I will give her more reading, writing, counting and culture activities soon and I mean more formal than just to talk about it on the surface. It is an idea that I will have to do it otherwise all I know would be wasted. I want to stop every one from saying that I am only a Montessori trained person. I am a social worker before I ended up in the teaching field and will always have this other past life than only have done one thing. Bottom line: I had a life before all these and will think more before I act because at the end of the day I have a child and she will grow up in different cultures.

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