Let Them Be Wild

Let Them Be Wild 🌿 Protecting the wonder of childhood. > 20+ years of nature-led magic, risky play, and dirt-under-the-nails wonder. Home of Wild Explorers Early Learning

From our acreage to your backyard—join the global movement to let them be wild.

Tuesday’s harvest 🌾
31/08/2026

Tuesday’s harvest 🌾

Today’s learning objective: get as dirty as humanly possible. Objective: achieved. Every time. šŸ˜‚ Wild Explorers doing wh...
26/08/2026

Today’s learning objective: get as dirty as humanly possible.

Objective: achieved. Every time. šŸ˜‚ Wild Explorers doing what we do best. šŸ¤Ž

When the dream becomes real 🌿✨I have to be honest- I'm sitting here a little overwhelmed (in the best possible way).The ...
20/08/2026

When the dream becomes real 🌿✨

I have to be honest- I'm sitting here a little overwhelmed (in the best possible way).

The influx of interest in Wild Explorers over the past little while has been beyond anything I imagined when I first started dreaming this up. Genuinely. If you'd told me a few years ago that this many families would want this slow, nature-led, real kind of care for their little ones, I don't think I would have believed you.

So first- thank you. Truly. Every single enquiry means so much.

Second -an honest apology. I haven't been able to reply to everyone yet, and I know waiting is hard, especially when you're trying to sort care for your family. I promise you haven't been forgotten. I'm working my way through the waitlist properly, giving each family the time and thought they deserve rather than rushing through with a generic reply.

Bear with me a little longer- I'm getting there, and I'm so grateful for your patience while I do. And if there's ever anything urgent or you just want to check in, please don't hesitate to reach out directly- I'm always happy to hear from you.

More soon. 🦚🌳

I’m back. 🌿Life pulled me quiet for a while- renovations, little humans, the slow unfolding of a season that needed more...
19/08/2026

I’m back. 🌿

Life pulled me quiet for a while- renovations, little humans, the slow unfolding of a season that needed more of me than usual. But Let Them Be Wild has never been far from my mind, and today I’m easing back into your inbox.

If you’re new here: this is a space for slow childhood, nature play, and letting go of the hustle we’ve been sold about raising kids. No perfect routines, no pressure- just real moments from our acreage life and gentle nudges to let your own family breathe a little more.

The newsletter’s back today. If you’ve been here before, welcome home. If you’re new, I’d love to have you- link in bio to join.

Two signs. Two names. One heart behind them. šŸ’šI’ve worked in early childhood for 20+ years. Childcare centres. Vacation ...
18/08/2026

Two signs. Two names. One heart behind them. šŸ’š

I’ve worked in early childhood for 20+ years. Childcare centres. Vacation care. Private schools. I’ve seen it from every angle- and I hated the system.

The ratios that leave educators stretched too thin. The paperwork that eats the time meant for actual children. The rooms where ā€œlearningā€ means sitting still and being quiet.

I’d already built one business from nothing- I ran a dance school for 7 years, learned what it takes to build something that’s truly yours.

So I left. And I built this instead, from the ground up.

Wild Explorers Early Learning is my family day care- the business, the program, the real families I care for Tuesday to Thursday on this acreage.

Let Them Be Wild is the philosophy underneath it all. It’s bigger than my care days. It’s for every parent and educator who believes childhood should be slow, messy, and outside- whether your kids are with me or not.

One is what I do. The other is what I believe.

You’ll see both signs hanging in our garden now- because both are true, and both are mine.

Let them be wild. Let them be free. Let them be kids.

🌿

Muddy boots. Sticky hands. A pocket full of ā€œtreasureā€ that’s really just rocks.This is what learning looks like out her...
15/08/2026

Muddy boots. Sticky hands. A pocket full of ā€œtreasureā€ that’s really just rocks.

This is what learning looks like out here.

On the drive out this morning, my eldest (six) spotted rubbish on the side of the road. ā€œThat’s not taking care of nature,ā€ she said. Then asked if we could turn around and clean it up. We couldn’t stop right then- but she asked anyway.

Her little sister chimed in too, in her own way- something like ā€œwe need to look after our natureā€ - and she wanted to help clean it up as well.

I sat there driving, half-listening the way you do on a busy morning, and then it hit me properly. These two small voices in the backseat, worried about a piece of rubbish on a road, wanting to fix something that wasn’t even theirs to fix.

Nobody taught them that. Not directly. Not with a lesson plan or a worksheet or a ā€œtoday we’re learning about caring for the environment.ā€

They just know. From the time they’ve spent in it. From the puddles and the bark and the beetles and the quiet minutes doing nothing in particular outside. Somewhere in all that unstructured, muddy, slow time - it became theirs to protect.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt prouder pulling out of a driveway.

I promised them we’d go back and clean it up properly. Together.

Because if we want children who grow into adults who care for this planet, it starts here. In the small, unplanned moments. Long before it’s ever taught in a classroom.

This is the part of nature-based childhood nobody puts on the brochure. It’s not just muddy boots and pretty bushwalks. It’s children who notice, who care, who act- because the world outside was never a special occasion to them. It was just home.

I didn’t teach them to care today. They already did.

That’s the whole lesson plan. 🌿

Picked her up from kindy this afternoon and found this waiting at the entrance.*Free Pumpkin.*Her teacher needed a sign,...
14/08/2026

Picked her up from kindy this afternoon and found this waiting at the entrance.

*Free Pumpkin.*

Her teacher needed a sign, and she lent a hand. It’s never something we’ve sat down and ā€œtaughtā€ at home - writing has never interested her there, and I’ve never pushed it. But given a real job to do, and a teacher who invites rather than instructs, she was willing to try.

No worksheets. No pressure. Just a marker, a purpose, and a child who felt ready in her own time.

It’s a small thing, but it’s exactly what I mean when I talk about not chasing academic milestones before children are ready for them. You can’t schedule readiness- it shows up when it shows up, often somewhere quieter than you’d expect. Ours turned up on a hand-lettered sign about pumpkins. šŸŽƒ

I’ll take it. 🄹

11/08/2026

How often do you look up?

Rainbows don’t wait. They arrive, they glow, they’re gone.

A little like childhood, if we let it be.

A gentle reminder to catch the moments before they pass.🌈 #

It’s been a while.Not because anything went wrong. Life just got full- the good kind of full, the kind that doesn’t leav...
09/08/2026

It’s been a while.

Not because anything went wrong. Life just got full- the good kind of full, the kind that doesn’t leave much room for anything else.

I thought about writing something clever to explain the quiet. Truth is, there isn’t much to explain. Some seasons you show up here. Some seasons you don’t. This was one of the second kind.

What I do know, twenty years into this work, is that not everything needs to be documented to matter. The best moments in early childhood are usually the ones nobody photographed.

So I didn’t photograph much of anything lately. I just lived it.

Hello again. 🌿

🌿 Let Them Be Wild 🌿A parent recently shared that she chose a childcare centre for her daughter because she wanted her "...
06/08/2026

🌿 Let Them Be Wild 🌿

A parent recently shared that she chose a childcare centre for her daughter because she wanted her "prep ready"- academically ready before she'd even started school.

I understand the fear behind it. But in 20+ years working with young children, the thing that has never determined how a child settles into school isn't whether they knew their letters or could count to 20.

It's whether they could sit with a hard feeling without falling apart. Whether they could ask a friend to play. Whether they felt safe enough in themselves to walk into a room full of strangers and believe they belonged there.

I think of my own daughter, a "younger" child in her year. At her principal meeting before prep, she couldn't yet write her full name. I wasn't worried. I'd spent her early years advocating for play, nature and time outdoors over time at a desk, trusting the academics would come when she was ready.

By week two of school, she was writing her full name. No drilling, no flashcards. It simply arrived, in its own time.

Academic skills can be taught in a classroom in a matter of weeks. Confidence, resilience and connection take years- real relationships, real risk, real play. They take childhood.

So, if you're wondering how to get your child "ready" for school next year: let them play. Let them fall out with a friend and repair it. Let them fail at something small and try again. Let them build the emotional muscle now, while you're right there beside them.

The ABCs will come. They always do.

Let them be wild. 🌱

If your child starts school next year, what are you most focused on preparing them for? šŸ‘‡

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