Another post from my first year.  I still adore Quiet Time.  It has become something a little more organic than all kids just sitting at their seats… shoes are tied, tears are wiped, band-aids applied, and hugs are given… lots of hugs.  All this happens in silence and Yanni still soothes are souls. When I was in kindergarten, I distinctly remember naptime.  The teacher would pull out plastic mats and.. Read More