It's amazing how much stuff is out there to buy and collect for the hope of teaching a child 'correctly' but I realize when I stop and observe how much is in our own environment already.
My son learns his colors by the fact that everything we live with has color. We don't need some toy to provide us. Pick up a banana, a bucket, a cup, or anything around the house that is different and realize these have their own color. Then you can simply say "mommy is drinking from her yellow cup today"
We were on the beach in Mexico, and my husband took the shovel my parents had bought and made letters and numbers in the sand. No elaborate book with a complicated system. Just a 'stick' and sand. We could make them big, small or any size. I thought it would be interesting to do lessons on the beach like this.
It got me thinking about clutter as well. We seem to save every scrap of paper, every art project and fluff our child makes out of respect to them as well as how cute it is and we want to remember it, gaze at it's awesomeness. But then we just mush ourselves with great clutter. That is another story, but I thought it was thought provoking to think... "Who started the collecting of crap" and made everyone else want to buy into this consumerism? We need file folders, holders and bigger houses (all costs more money to upkeep and get in the first place)
Anywho.
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