February already, and all of a sudden you’re a school boy!! Just over a week into the school year and somehow, we have all slotted in to a new kind of ‘normal’ for our mornings and days at home.
Waving you off was one of the most mixed bag of emotions I have ever felt. Confident – that you were ready. Excited – for the friendships you will make and adventures you will have. And just a tiny bit sad – that I won’t get you all to myself anymore. Your smile when I pick you up each day is the brightest part of my every afternoon. Not just because I’ve missed you – but because it tell’s me you’re ok, you’ve had fun.
I love the stories you come home with, and I love that you seem to sense how much I want to know every little detail about your day. The night before your first day, I could tell you were nervous about something. Snuggling up on the couch, you told me you were worried about who would watch you and all of the other kids in the playground at playtime. I told you the teachers take turns each day, and you would always be able to go to them if you were lost, or needed help with something. I didn’t mention, however, that they would be easily recognisable by their high visibility orange vests. The next day, I went on to ask you if it was your teacher who was in the playground that day. Apparently you didn’t recognise the teacher on duty (in their special vest), and instead, looked at me like I was silly… ‘Oh no Mum’, you said. ‘It turns out they just have a bunch of road-workers come in for that job’.
I’m so proud of how well you’ve taken this all in your stride, Mace – and I can’t wait to see what the year holds for you.
From here, don’t forget to continue on and make your way around the circle – starting with the gorgeous Mom of two, and wonderfully talented Amii Wroblewski.