Now could all three of you look at the camera?  Just once.  And smile…or at least not look weird.  Please?

Not gonna happen.

Yes, school…let me explain.  For the past couple of months Noah has had the privilege of attending a Christian Montessori preschool (for free!). There is a training centre right here on the college campus, and recently they invited children between the ages of 3-6 to attend.  It’s a beautiful thing. The students in the training centre have real, live children to “train” on, and my kids are learning about everything from geography to prayer to sewing. (Yes…sewing!)

So…now that Phoebe is three and potty-trained she can go with Noah! How cool is that?  She was so excited today, and it was so cute to watch them walk over together.  It’s literally a stones throw away from our front door, too.  Well… depends on who’s throwing the stone, I guess.

But Mummy…I’m…I’m new…I’m new…new-yeek.  I learned that.  That I’m new-yeek.

New-what?

Mummy!!!  Don’t you know?  NEW-YEEK!  There’s no one else like me in the whole world.  I’m NEW-YEEK!  You never knew that before?

]]> http://djandtheprophets.com/2010/05/27/new-yeek/feed/ 4 http://djandtheprophets.com/2010/05/18/noahs-big-catch/ http://djandtheprophets.com/2010/05/18/noahs-big-catch/#comments Tue, 18 May 2010 20:51:17 +0000 Janet http://djandtheprophets.com/?p=2395 The big fishing opener was this weekend and…well, we fished.  Dave got a license, the kids fished for free, and I took pictures.  It was really a lot of fun!  Noah caught the first fish of the day…  (Navinah Riley, to the left of Noah, and Tirzah Riley, to right of Noah, are pictured here…they’re the daughters of some of our BFFs from college days that have recently moved back to the Cities)

It was a Sunfish, I think. (?)  Not much meat to them, so we threw it back in.  Oh, and that fin on top?  Razor sharp.

He was pretty proud of himself!

P.S.  I like this pic of Dave and the girls…

P.P.S  Elijah and Zeke wanted to make sure that you knew that they caught fish last night.

Continued with a lunchtime surprise party with lots of good friends…

And ended with opening and assembling his new Lego Toy Story set…  (Maybe now he’ll keep his hands off of his brothers’ Lego?  Heh, heh.)

There’s just something so precious about a child gathering a handful of dandelions and presenting them with shining eyes and a shy grin, isn’t there?  Of course, it’s the pure motives and sincere desire to please me that melt my heart every time…not the yellow weeds.  And with the first gift of dandelions every spring I am reminded of a simple, yet profound truth:  that pretty much everything that I can offer to my Creator is like a dandelion – a weed – and not really of any worth at all to Him unless it is given with a sincere and loving heart. 

Isn’t it incredible the lessons children can teach us?  I’d love to hear  a lesson you’ve learned from a child/ren in your life lately.

Noah’s preschool class learned about mail for the month of February.  In the January newsletter (which we never recieved because Noah wasn’t at school for January) family and friends were invited to send mail to the preschool for the students.  I didn’t find out until a parent teacher meeting last week that all the other kids got lots of mail except Noah.  Poor l’il guy!  *sniff, sniff* 

Hopefully this belated note from Elijah and Zeke will help him feel included and extra special today.

Noah didn’t have school this morning and he and Phoebe were in rare form, in search of every possible way to make their two studious siblings laugh.  Silly, silly, silly those two are together.  I finally had to banish them to Phoebe’s room to restore order to the school room. 

P.S.  And yes, they are still in their PJs.  Phoebe wore hers all day today.  Noah got dressed just before supper so that he could run some errands with daddy.

Noah had been attending a preschool at a church not far from us this past fall, but for finacial reasons we decided not to send him back after Christmas.  I felt sad about him not completing the year, but felt peaceful about the decision too. 

“We need Noah’s gentle spirit in our class.” Mrs. Shmitt called to tell me last Thursday, “And we would like to provide a scholarship for him to return for the rest of the year.”   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How’s that for an “Ordinary Miracle?”