Bible story: Prodigal Son (with emphasis on forgiving father)
Books: Firefighter Frank by Monica Wellington (which we love) and Firefighter Ted (which is dumb)
Crafts: Fireman Craft and Handprint Firemen
If you want to make yourself completely overwhelmed by preschool options, google "f is for firefighter." OH MY WORD. And so many of them are so cute! My browser is a mess of open tabs right now, leaving pages readily available "just in case we have more time to do one more thing." Yeah, right.
We started out with these adorable Handprint Firemen. After I did their handprints, the boys still wanted to paint more, so I put out red, orange, and yellow paint and told them to fill the whole paper. They chose brushes over fingerpaints, which is fine with me!
Making "swirls of fire."
I cut up Owen's painting to make flames for our finger firemen to spray water at, and then Levi said we had to hook the hose up to a fire hydrant, so I printed off some clipart and let him glue it on. In the process, he managed to stick his arm over the left set of faces (thumbprints) that he'd just painted, so the guys on the left sort of look like they're running towards the fire. Oops.
It seemed like a good idea to teach them about "stop, drop and roll," which Levi was willing to do but Owen wasn't. He will, however, chase Levi around the house with the Duplo fire, insisting, "you have to stop, drop and roll, We-vi!"
Log-rolling is a good preschool physical education activity, right?!
Speaking of "physical activity," I've done a positively horrific job at getting my children outside now, while the weather's still nice. What can I say, I'm an inside kind of girl . . . . Anyway, we managed a walk this week, even though Owen insisted on laying down in the back of the double stroller the whole way (and he was sick, so I didn't fight him). I forced it to fit into our weekly theme by announcing a task: we were going to count all the fire hydrants we passed. (In case you're interested, there were six.) We also happened to spot three airplanes flying!
I stole this Fire Station Math counting activity 100% from that link. I threw it together while Levi did his math lesson, super simple -- just four red rectangles on a paper, each "station" numbered differently. The "dalmatians" are lima beans with Sharpie spots! Owen (like most kids, I imagine) does better and is happier counting movable objects, but he still struggled with this. We'll probably do it more than once.
After his counting activity, he spied the scissors in Levi's school box and asked to cut. This time, I was prepared with fire-themed strips separated by short lines for him to snip. This week's worksheets are taken from Royal Baloo and Homeschool Creations. (Levi also did some fireman-themed math worksheets.)
Most of the time, I had to hold the paper for him.
These Fire Truck Cookies are super cute. My sad little imitations are not as cute. But I did use homemade graham crackers (which really just doesn't matter a whole lot when you're slathering them with sugar and red dye). And now, of course, I've eaten nearly a whole package of store-brand Oreos in a week's time.
As if we hadn't crafted enough already, I pulled out one more "f is for fireman" gluing activity to pass a few minutes before nap time towards the end of the week. It took me WAY longer to cut out all the little pieces than I had envisioned -- be forewarned. I was too busy monitoring the glue situation to take pictures, but here's the finished product:
Levi thought I should hang his fire-painting next to his fireman, so that the hose would be pointed to some actual fire.
Silas regularly brings us books and throws himself into our laps.
Daddy's the best at Duplo-building. (Sorry about the glare from the window.)
Never mind clothes-less Owen. We had too much fun in the water table that day.
Laughing over the silly words created by reading the letters NOT included in the fireman word search.
The grand finale of our firefighter week was the open house at our local fire department (which is why I planned the letter Ff for this week). Unfortunately, the first thing we did was watch a demonstration of a fire extinguisher, which was so unexpectedly loud that I had to carry screaming Levi and Silas out of the crowd. Owen still wanted to see the fire trucks, so Isaac took the unhappy boys to the car while I ran Owen out front for one quick sit on the antique truck. Never a dull moment.
Just before the fateful fire extinguisher.
Holding on his hat against the wind.
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