I was at the library several weeks ago when I came upon a flyer that was advertising for a program through the University of Connecticut called "Precious Preschoolers". I called, hoping that we would be able to do it. The program director, Michelle, was very kind and said that I could bring both Jacob and Caleb, even though it was for 3-4 year olds. Noah could stay with me. So, today was our first day and what a wonderful program I came upon. We got there at 9:30 am and the first 30 min were free play time with the moms and kids. The kids had a snack and juice and one of the teachers read the children a story! Today's theme was apples and they got to taste different kinds of apples. Jacob's favorite was the red Gala apples. They also tried granny smith and golden delicious. Caleb of course, ate whatever he could; my little chomper! At 10am, the moms broke away and went next door where we talked about our backgrounds and filled out a survey since we were actually participating in a research study. This time, I don't mind being a lab rat! ;-) The program is designed to help parents in various parenting areas. There will be some topics on discipline, developmental milestones, activities to do with the kids, etc. I am very impressed with this initiative put on by the State of Connecticut because this is the kind of program that builds up families. We live in a time where the family unit is under attack. Parents are in need of more support and guidance. I was thrilled to have found this program, my only sadness in it was that more parents didn't sign up. There were three other moms, which made for a very intimate setting. We will be doing this every Thursday until sometime mid-November, break for the holidays and then resume in January. Thursdays will be guaranteed good days for us. I am thankful that God guided me to that flyer. Maybe this open door isn't too bad.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Precious Preschoolers
Today I am grateful; particularly grateful! I truly believe that when God closes one door, he always opens another for us. The last three months have reinforced that belief. There are days when I'm insistent upon standing at the closed door, banging on it, praying someone will open the door and allow us to go back to life as we knew it in Texas. However, that particular door will never open again. So it forces me to look at the open door and enter. Some days I do it with a happy heart and other days it is more reluctant. But regardless, I am trying each day to seek out the good in Connecticut. Today, I found good!
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