Now that I'm five I can go to big school, he said. But I think the reality of that slowly crept up on him over the holidays and as the school term loomed nearer, the tears flowed a little, there was a little less patience and a bit more general out of sorts with the world.
But the deed is done. You can see from his face he is in two minds - smiling because it comes so readily - smile at Cashar and he just can't help but smile back. But there are definite nerves underneath.
I feel lost without my little man. He is such a ray of sunshine. And he seems so young. I fret and worry what school will do to him...the line ups, the rules, the expectation to conform. I want him to stay my happy quiet little boy, content to play in a corner and full of love and cuddles. I hope and pray school won't bash that out of him.
But anyway, it seems reasonably pointless worrying. Nothing much we can do to change his reality....unless we win the lotto and send him to a lovely small creative nurturing and expensive school that simply brings out the best in children (what, our big standard public school doesn't do that??!!)
So I will keep the faith that our love and support for him, our nourishing and nurturing at home will be enough to sustain him. And keep buying that lotto ticket...live in hope!!
oh boy, he's all grown up...I haven't seen you guys for so long! Your kids are gorgeous, and I'm sure Cashar is going to have a great time at school, just like his big brother and sisters. Only one left now, Jen! Oh, and by the way, there's a small, nurturing and creative school not too far from here, and it's free! Ssshhh!!
Posted by: emma | 02/05/2012 at 09:22 PM
He is our wonderfully uplifting boy, who always carries a smile and a cheeky grin. Thanks for creating such a wonderful gift for us.
Posted by: Simon | 02/03/2012 at 04:27 PM