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Mahalo

"Teachers affect eternity; no one can tell where their influence stops." ~Hnery Brooks Adams

Raising a child far away from family is a difficult task, let alone finding a suitable care provider during the day while you are at work. It is hard to trust people in general and it is hard enough when you're on your own trying to find the best suited place for your child. I was lucky enough to find Teacher Becca and will forever be grateful for the love she showed our child, and all the children in her care, the past  two years. I have a very close friend, Denise, to thank for the "hook up", and her expertise has always been spot on.

It's hard to put into words how much someone means to you and how much their love, compassion, and patience is valued. Becca is a beautiful person inside and out and she loves her family as much as she loves each of the children that have been in her care. Madelynne learned so much about other cultures, learned some French, can sight read her letters, and just has a kind, caring soul all because of the values Teacher Becca instilled in her during her time At A Child's Pace.

Not to mention, these kiddos have an undescribable bond. Seeing them all together, laughing, hugging, and playing is a pretty special treat. Becca communicated to the kiddos, to the families, via texts with pictures of their days, posts to her Facebook page, and more. It made me, as a mom, exhale with relief to know that Madelynne was in such good  hands.






In honor of Teacher Becca, we hosted a Next Chapter Celebration Party. I know that whatever she does in her next adventure, that God will provide her with strength and her light will shine wherever life takes her. I hope the bonds our kiddos have all created will remain as strong in years to come, even if they don't always see each other on a daily basis.



Mahalo, Becca.


Aggy Enjoying Smores

Roasting Marshmellows

Kamren and Aggy

Piper, Joshua, and Madelynne

Izzy, Maddy, and Piper


Food cleaning



Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child.
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.”

Shel Silverstein 
To new adventures...

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