May 17, 2010
5 years ago I was filling in forms preparing for the birth of the Rooster. Tonight I spent some time dotting the i's and crossing the t's on the Roosters enrolment forms for school next year. Sheesh! Where did that time go? I needed a passport photo of our boy so asked him to stand still and try to look serious. Ridiculous what he thinks is serious. He's been sick for the past few weeks and all cold sorey and wind chaffed lippy. Have touched up the last shot smudging away the minge that has over taken his face.
I feel a little achy at my boy going off on this next adventure. He is very excited but has no idea what 5 days at school away from Mum really means. He knows he will catch the bus from Mummy's school and that he will have his best buds starting with him. He can't wait to read books so that he can sit up in bed and read under his reading lamp. He is ready already but it is still many months off. He has a birthday and Christmas and summer to wait. In the world of a nearly 5 year old that is forever. Which is OK too. Time to fill our days with play and swimming and cooking and reading before the business of school days kicks in.