Well That Came Around Fast

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“Look Mummy! I’m a big boy now!”

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!

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Dear Kieran, A Year Has Passed

 Dear Kieran,

This time last year you finished pre-school and we were looking forward to a long, sunny (yeah, sorry about that!) and special summer holiday before you started “Big School!”. As well as your last summer before putting on the ever so slightly too big uniform, it was also our last summer with just the two of us, as already your brother was growing big in my tummy. It was a great summer and I was quite sad, but very proud when you walked into the classroom for the first time alone, bookbag and lunchbox in hand.

What a year! You went in as a barely 4yr old, being a summer baby, who could write his name and knew some numbers and letters and have come out as a confident five year old, who, according to your school report is doing excellent work and has come on so much! Your reading astounds me – you’ve always had a love of books and stories, the same as your Dad and I, but to hear you reading books to us, with such big words…. it’s an eye-opener!

You have experienced so much in one school year! You’ve done pond dipping, visited a science museum, taken part in your first sports day (yes, terribly unfair to have to run on your birthday, I know!) and made a volcano erupt. The art you brought home in September (which was very cute, but a bit hard to work out sometimes!) is so different to the detailed drawings and words that come home now! (By the way, the letters you write to me at school that say you love me, that you bring home in decorated envelopes… VERY cool… you can still do those next year!). You have starred in a school play, a nativity and a class assembly (well done you!) and we are so proud of the boy you are becoming!

One year, a mere 12 months and you have grown so much! It’s a tiny but sad for me because I have to realise you aren’t a baby anymore but all the same great to see you come on as you have!

I can’t wait to see what the next year brings!

Love and hugs, Mummy xxx