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Make a classic kendama (ball and cup toy) with a cool sno-cone themed twist. What a fun summer activity! The post Sno-Cone Kendama was featured on Fun Family Crafts.

This alphabet game is one of my hands-down favorites! It’s a simple way to teach ABC letters and, as a big bonus, it’s seriously fun entertainment for kids. Scroll below for your free download and then make sure to hope and snag our Ultimate Preschool Activity Pack for more alphabet fun! Getting Ready Prep for this adorable alphabet game was easy peasy. I printed off the houses and mouse and quickly cut them out. Then, I ran everything through my laminator for extra durability. We were all set! Little Mouse, Little Mouse Alphabet Game Since I was using this game to review, I...

These alphabet matching games are purr-fect for practicing uppercase and lowercase pairs – an important early literacy skill. Print it once and play THREE different ways! Grab your copy below and then hop over and snag our best-selling Ultimate Preschool Activity Pack in our shop for more alphabet fun! Getting Ready I printed my cards on cardstock and then laminated them for extra durability. Then I sliced along the grey lines to separate the sheets into cards. That’s it! The prep was a cinch! Alphabet Match First, I laid all the cards out face up on the table. Students took...

I find visual-motor skills so interesting. It is amazing to think about vision and the brain. Think about all the connections that have to be made to be able to see something in the world, take it in, analyze it, recognize it, and then process it. What is even more mind-boggling is that this happens almost immediately and effortlessly. When there is a delay in visual-motor skills, it can affect all aspects of life. This is especially true with respect to academic concepts from recognizing numbers/letters, reading/writing, orienting oneself in space, and organizing written information on paper. I love targeting...

During the interview, I realized almost immediately that the woman was pregnant—I guessed she was about halfway along—but she didn’t remark on it, and of course neither did I. Over the phone, we’d discussed only her 3-year-old daughter. The woman, whose name was Diane, was looking for a babysitter for the girl, whose name was Sophie, two mornings a week from 9 a.m. to noon, for $10 an hour. This was in late January 1997, my senior year at U-Dub—the University of Washington—and I’d seen the job advertised on an index card pinned to the bulletin board outside the career...