Last week I applied for Taylor’s primary school place. How on earth did that come around so quickly?
I don’t know why I’m surprised really, the time flew past with Kieran too however this is my youngest and last baby. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited too. Taylor is like a little sponge, soaking up new experiences with enthusiasm and seeking out more on a daily basis. He’ll love school and to be fair has been asking for a blue jumper and blue book bag “just like Kieran” for six months or more now.
He started with a (fabulous) childminder for three days a week when he was eighteen months old and that dropped to two days when he started preschool for two days a week in Jan last year. I’m used to him being out of the house, learning, exploring and having a great time with his friends for four days a week however we’ll be losing our Fridays. Friday is “Mummy” day, a day just for the two of us. We might be doing housework, we might be conker hunting or walking over fields or we might be curled up under a blanket watching a film together. I don’t work Friday during the day, choosing to work evenings or early mornings instead because this is our special time, in the same way as when Kieran and I carve out special 1-1 time for ourselves at the weekend. I’ll miss Fridays.
Although I’m smarting a little this week at how quickly time seems to be moving, how fast they are growing I have to say though that I’m loving watching them develop into the men they’ll all-to-soon become. Both boys have such colourful personalities and school helps them explore and shape these.
No, I ‘m not sad, I am excited now. Just remind me of that in April when we get the confirmation of Taylor’s school place and in August when I’m sewing name labels into everything for him!
