Well, I have enjoyed today.
As usual, I woke early and went into work to do some paperwork. And as usual, I came home to take the kids to school and pre-school. After dropping my daughter at school, I took my son to his pre-school and there he met one of his friends, Celeste. She was starting today. He knows her as my wife knows her mother, and my daughter is in her sisters class at school, and the two of them are good friends (well, as good friends as five year olds are). When I picked him up, there was a leaving ceremony for the kids who were leaving for good, to start at school in September. It was touching to see the teachers in the pre-school cry when they were hugged. Especially as this time next year, my son will be one of those children. Anyway, he refused to mention who he played with when I took him home. I thought that was because he was using his scooter to get home for the first time ever with me. Later I found it was because he had spent his time looking after Celeste! He does have a heart of gold.
After lunch at home with my son and wife, as usual I went back to work. Now, after last week, I was not going to be late to pick up my daughter (not that I wanted to be late the first time), but I got a phone call from my wife as my daughter had been stung by a wasp. It flew out of nowhere (she said later) and stung her. One of the boys at school, a lad called Edward, stamped on it afterwards. She was very brave and did not cry and when given the option to come home early, wanted to stay at school. She showed me her finger (where she was stung) and also her tooth, which became very wobbly. She too used her scooter to get home and I have to say, she is getting very good on it.
But once at home, after eating her dinner, her tooth came out!
It is sad really that I get sentimental about things. She is a child, and she is going to grow up. But this time last year, she was terrible at reading. Do not get me wrong, aged four she was able to read a few words, but she seemed determined not to want to read. Now, she is doing really really well. It came to me when I was reading her the three billy goats. I used to get her to read the easy words before. Now, a year later, she is able to read the entire book with just a little bit of help. The reason it is sad, is after all, that is what children are meant to do, grow, and develop. My wife was in tears though. My daughter though was very excited, and now is asleep, hoping that the tooth fairy is to come (fingers crossed for her).
Anyway, time to go.
