My three year old Emy, isn't really ready to start learning her letters. At first I was frustrated because my oldest could write her name and sound out a couple words at this age. Then I realized that Emy is not Molly, and I love who Emy is just as much as I love who Moll is. Emy loves to build, and dance, and move, she is active. So her school day looks not much like a school day at all. She has a preschool workbook that she colors in mostly because she wanted a school book like her sisters. She does a couple of pages, then says I'm done and she will get out some of our building toys or play dough and she will play while we learn. Usually my one year old is there with her, but she got sick yesterday so she wanted to be held all day. Emy is picking up more than I realized though. She couldn't count to ten a month ago, but wanted to play a math game with Nora and counted to ten beautifully. I'm learning to let go of expectations and let them be who they are, not push them into something society tells me it best, or that I think is best. I'm trying to rely on the power of Christ to allow me to do this. To guide me to what they need in their lives to flourish. I'm still learning, but it's a wonderful journey and process!
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