Have I told you recently how crazy awesome Finn’s daycare provider is? Well she is. There is no one I would feel better about leaving my son with. And when dealing with Finn, there must be lots of patience. Oh, that’s with all kids? Good to know.
At least once a week he comes home with a project that he created from The Life Cycle of the Plant to a working telescope when she’s doing a pirate theme week.
Yes, she has themed weeks. I wish I could go there. AND they get to take naps. That’s just about my idea of heaven. At least I can say my daycare lady is cooler than your daycare lady.
I’m fairly certain we’re not paying her enough. Good thing because we couldn’t afford her.
Last week he came home with his Tree of Thanks.
On the leaves they wrote what they were thankful for. In case you can’t read, Finn is thankful for:
(as my SIL pointed out, all males are really grateful for dump trucks)
That’s how we roll in the Hanke house. Who isn’t grateful for shooting things?? We raise our child to appreciate violence, blood, and guts. It builds character.
Good thing he didn’t say he was grateful for tequila and pot-he must have remembered those were SECRETS.