All Grown Up
My daughter started ‘big school’ on Wednesday. I find it hard to believe just how the time has whizzed by. I still remember her first day at nursery so clearly (she was only four months old!!) and now look at her looking all grown up in her uniform. I don’t know who was/is more excited her or me.
I have to admit that I had tears in my eyes when we said good-bye to all her ‘aunties’ at the nursery. When I look back now they were such an important part of her life – imagine for four years she was in their care. Fine it was only three days a week but it still amounts to a lot of time.
I also had tears in my eyes as I watched her on wednesday walk off with her fellow classmates to her reception class. What's this with all the tears, I must be turning into a softy.
So here we are beginning a new chapter in her life. I wonder what the future holds …
I have to admit that I had tears in my eyes when we said good-bye to all her ‘aunties’ at the nursery. When I look back now they were such an important part of her life – imagine for four years she was in their care. Fine it was only three days a week but it still amounts to a lot of time.
I also had tears in my eyes as I watched her on wednesday walk off with her fellow classmates to her reception class. What's this with all the tears, I must be turning into a softy.
So here we are beginning a new chapter in her life. I wonder what the future holds …