I love
preschool. I'm thankful everyday that the public schools were full and
the wait list was too long for me to even consider fighting with. It
caused me to work to find an alternate program for our son, Gavin, and out of
that frustration we found Mrs. Dawnna Benoit. She is a God send.
Mrs. Benoit decided to open a program in her home and it has been a
complete blessing to our family. Anyone that knows our sweet Gavin knows
that he is a busy boy with a lot to say. There are many words that can be
used to describe him, but yet his teacher always finds a way to make it
positive. She calls him "spirited"… she says he's a great
"negotiator"… she tells me often he reminds her of one of her three
boys. I know she loves her boys and so when I hear he reminds her of one
of them I know there is a connection and she loves my boy too. It's
always a scary moment when you reach the point in parenthood that it's time to
send them "off" into the world. To send them out to be a living,
breathing, active part of the community. Mrs. Benoit has made the
transition effortless. She loves what she does. So much that she
spends her evenings in grad school learning to be even better at her job.
She values a Montessori learning environment which Gavin has really drawn
to. She knows ASL (American Sign Language) and is teaching Gavin new
signs every day so he can come home and teach Stella how to better communicate
with us. I stand in awe everyday when I go in to take Gavin. There
are new activities in their centers daily and they are so inviting that I have
to pry Stella out everyday. The kids get a home cooked meal for lunch.
They sit at a table together to eat and discuss food groups, why things
are healthy, why sometimes things should be eaten in moderation because of the
sodium level, etc. What preschool does these things??? I.LOVE.IT. I'm going to be heartbroken when the school year is over,
but hope we'll be able to send Stella once she turns three. There is no
doubt in my mind Gavin will be able and ready for kindergarten next year.
Only 6 days into school he could say the pledge of allegiance, by the
third week he could write his first name. He's recognizing letters and
their sounds, he tells me rhyming words, he is learning to make preferences,
use nice touches, walking feet, inside voices, and what "danger"
means. He's learning that he is a part of a community and with that
brings responsibility. I could go on and on and probably will many times
in this blog. I'm just so thankful. One more thing. She's an
Army wife. With a deployed husband. She knows what service and
sacrifice and separation and loving someone so far is all about. When
it's our time to send daddy off, I know that she will understand our bad days
and always be there with an extra hug and positive words for Gavin.
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