Their first teachers

You know, I was feeling that same grateful, wondrous way about my child's childcare provider the other day. Well, I guess everyday. I had test driven 2 other day cares and 4 days before my new job started I found R ( I don't know if I can say her name). This September will be our first anniversary with her and I plan to celebrate with the same joy as the other important unions in my life. After all, she is with my daughter all day- for five days a week. The only thing that has eased my separation anxiety is the patience, respect and sincere love that I know my daughter receives from R. EVery morning when we come in there is some exciting activity already set up and ready to go. If my daughter has refused breakfast at our house R will make her eggs or pancakes. R goes outside rain or shine. R is endlessly positive. R makes lunches that are more fabulous than most of my dinners and then gives us some to take home. Oh I could go on and on and on. She is truly a hero to me, a part of our extended family.

and while I am gushing. I have to give a shout out to the community centres who focus on kids. I live in the West End and the one near our house is amazing amazing amazing. The child time is run by this awe-inspiring woman- a power house of caring. Community is still alive and well. Thank goodness.