My baby is growing up. Jack left nursery school for the last time today. We went to get him a uniform for next year, when he's starting in primary one. It was a shock seeing my little baby in uniform. He only just turned five! I know it's trite, but time goes so fast. It goes even faster when they start skipping grades. (He skipped one when he was three.)
He's obviously ready. He's teaching himself to read, and he's been able to do maths to a reasonable standard for a while now. Marie is also demanding she be allowed to go to school now, but she has to wait until September 2010.
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Summer is here, and the weather is making me drowsy. I feel like it is taking my writing mojo. I think I will have to write at night, or drink more alcohol or something. Perhaps I should take questions from the floor. Perhaps not.
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I've noticed I should do a couple of updates.
* My computer seems to have survived. Big relief!
* May is doing well after her surgery. She likes the result, and is up and about. She is in quite a bit of pain, but I suppose that was to be expected.
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Yep. One day you look around and say, "Who took my babies and left these children here?" AND THEN, one day you look around and say, "Who took my babies and left these adults in here?"
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad your laptop survived as did May.
I say you should drink more alcohol AND write - I'm sure those would make for interesting posts... or maybe it's just me?!
ReplyDelete@Ms. Moon - You always leave the nicest comments.
ReplyDelete@Christy - I know. It would make for more interesting posts perhaps. Or just more unintelligible.
We are having pretty much the same weather being so close geographically, and it makes me sleep like nothing ever can!
ReplyDeleteI kind of love it for that!
@Xbox - Lucky you! It makes me sleep worse, especially because we keep the window open to air the place and any cars going by wake me up. I'm glad you're sleeping, though. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you breed genius children...good for you! I tell Finn he gets his brains from me and make him thanks me! :)
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