Schools in Fairfield, OH

“A little backstory for you: I was invited to an event consisting of attending church + breakfast afterwards. I am cuckoo bananas for breakfast, and upon seeing this my stomach hijacked my brain and made me rsvp yes despite the fact that I haven't been to church since I was 5. To solve this predicament I recruited my catholic friends to teach me their ways, and invited my dad (a good catholic) to come along. The event was not at this church but I didn't feel like reviewing the one I attended so get off my case. Needless to say, my friends failed me. Anyhoo back to the program:I entered the church 4 minutes before mass started. I spotted the little bowl of water I'd been warned about and watched as my dad did the forehead chest tap thing (FCTT) (I have later learned it is the sign of the cross but I'm sticking with my abbreviation). I knew this was my moment to do as I had practiced, but I froze like a deer in headlights and scampered away like a mouse, running from my sin. I prayed to God that he wasn't watching, which I thought defeated the purpose of my prayer, and is a plot hole in Christianity they need to patch up. Before we entered our seats (which people called a pew, kinda like the sound you make when you shoot a finger gun) my dad kneeled down with no warning and I feared the power of Christ had taken over his conscious. But then he did the FCTT, got up, and looked at me as if to follow. But once again I stood there stupefied and just sat down. What ensued was an hour of standing up and sitting down between songs like a game of stationary musical chairs. As the mass started, with no warning they started a song, and everyone flipped to a page and began singing faster than you could say "God bless you" (which for me is .46 seconds). I stood there assessing my options. I could just keep my mouth shut and accept my ignorance, hum silently and sway to the beat, try and sing the words a second after they said them, or just move my mouth to fool everyone into thinking I was hip to the catholic tunes and that I listen to the catholic top 40 countdown on the radio while helping the children. I chose the last option. This was harder than I anticipated because in between songs, people would chant words in unison without being prompted. The priest would be talking then out of no where a rumble of voices murmuring "THE HOLY SPIRIT" would come out of nowhere. No cue cards or nothing. 96% of the time I couldn't understand what they were saying because they would mutter everything. The only one I could understand was when the pastor would pray for someone (most often named James) and then we would all go "lord hear our prayer". Piece of advice: if you want Him to hear your prayer, then stop mumbling. PRONUNCIATE PEOPLE!Only one time were we prompted to do the FCTT, and I messed it up. Personally I would benefit from a warning 30 seconds before so I have time to stretch, do a few practice runs, and do some visualization of me successfully doing it. Another time I thought we were doing it and I scrambled to get in position, but instead we were just placing our thumbs on our foreheads, and I messed up so bad my dad started laughing at me. In addition, I was not a fan of when we had to shake other peoples hands as they said "God be with you" and I mumbled "ok" or "back at ya." As we neared the end of the hour, I secretly hoped they would forget about communion, but sure enough they remembered and I awkwardly sat there as my own father left me. I considered going, but seeing how much I had goofed up all day long, I decided it would be too risky, which meant that the 10 minutes I spent the night before practicing in the mirror had gone to waste. While I was left alone in the pew, I realized that I should have come on crutches, as a nifty excuse not to take communion. But it was too late. It was even more awkward when I had to get up to let the people back in the aisle, and they acted overly nice about it, but I could feel their judgements. Overal”

“We have been part of the LVK family for nearly 3 years...we have complete trust in the care provided and are so thankful staff take a genuine and vested interest in our child. It truly does take a "Village" and we love and support ours! HIGHLY RECOMMEND!”

“Both of our grandchildren have àttended FCDC. The teachers are wonderful, dedicated individuals. The classrooms are a friendly learning enviroment. They certainely prepare the children for the first grade. 5 Stars”

“Initially did not have a good first impression when I toured since I didn’t get to tour with the director and the girl I toured with was not very knowledgeable or helpful in answering questions. However, one of the teachers came up and introduced herself to my daughter and I and that made me change my mind and give jelly bean another chance. Glad I did. The staff really seem to genuinely care about my daughter and her development. Everyone that I have come across have been nice and friendly. I love that they send constant updates and photos of my daughter through the tadpole app. Generally communication and announcements have been timely and clear. Very satisfied with the care my daughter receives overall. I have recommended jelly bean to friends.”

“My son has been going to Little Children's House for about 4 months now and we LOVE it. He is in the preschool room with Mrs. Teresa and she is one of a kind with children. I can drop him off and know for a fact that he is the TERRIFIC hands. My son adores her and he has learned so much just in the short time he has been attending! I highly recommend Little Children's house for your little one!”