Ivy Grove of Lexington
Director's Note cozy log β’ week 10
Numbers in many ways, puzzles everywhere, reading all the time β¨
Hi mamas & papas β
Week 10 felt warm and golden, literally.
We kept learning numbers and letters. Ms. Yueyue has been changing it up every day β sometimes flash cards, sometimes baskets and balls, sometimes hiding numbers around the room. Same number, many ways to meet it. Three is not just a card, it is three balls in a basket, three claps, three steps.
Puzzles are having a moment. The kids who used to dump them now sit and try, and try again. Dinosaur necks, frog faces, unicorn manes β they are getting patient with those wiggly pieces.
Playing? Anywhere works. On the floor, under the table, on top of the climber, inside the ball pit. Early autumn sun pours through the big windows and the patio feels just warm enough to stay outside a little longer.
And reading β it is just part of who they are now. No reminder needed. They grab a book and start.
"We grow slowly, like ivy β one number, one puzzle, one book at a time."
Ms. Yueyue made three mean three different ways π’
Morning circle looked different again. Teacher holding up a soft blue 3, a basket with one white ball, green and beige sorting baskets on the table. Four friends leaning in, one reaching for a basket. One day we count balls, next day we clap three times, next day we find three dinosaurs. Same number, many ways to really understand it, not just recognize it.
Puzzle interest is getting strong π§©
Top-down quiet concentration. Dinosaur, owl, frog, unicorn β four puzzles, four focused little hands, a few pieces in the middle waiting. The kids who used to ask for help immediately now try, rotate, and push again. Puzzle time is longer, chatter is softer, pride is bigger.
Reading is no longer an activity, it is a habit π
Interactive books open on the small table, LeapFrog pen in hand, city map and shapes and tigers with wide, tired, sleepy, sly eyes. Four friends standing around the same table, each in their own book but sharing gasps. Reading has become the thing they do in between things. No prompt, just habit.
Floor, under the table, on the climber β anywhere is a playground π
Left: Five friends on the warm wood floor, some under the round table, magnetic tiles stacked into a tall tower on top, a little house built from green and orange tiles on the floor. Sunlight through big windows, all barefoot. Right: Inside the climber and ball pit, holding giant glitter beach balls, peeking over the rainbow rail, giggling. If you ask where we play, the answer is anywhere. Floor, table bottom, climber top, all fair game.
Early fall sun, pumpkin welcome, and outdoor kitchens π
Top: Two friends crouched by the Welcome sign with a big orange pumpkin and red maple leaves β fall has arrived at the playhouse. Middle: Patio scattered with chalk, toy cars parked like Little Tikes Ice Cream and green dino and red ladybug, five friends cooking play burgers on the brick. Bottom: Outdoor kitchen under the green canopy, stirring, scooping, serving. Early autumn sunshine is warm and soft, perfect for staying out longer.
Snack, chat, and five empty plates π
Top-down snack time: Five plates with bananas, apples, yogurt with berries, little forks and cups. Theodore in his dino shirt, three girls and another friend all focused on their own plates but together. Snack is calm, chatty, and they eat healthy without a fuss. Routine is smooth now, so even snack feels cozy.