Yesterday I visited Mr.4’s primary school – he starts ‘big’ school next year.
And I cried.
I didn’t do a school tour; it wasn’t open day. No, was simply there to just drop his enrolment form in.
Fortunately I didn’t totally lose the plot and bawl my eyes out in front of the office staff. I just wandered down the hallway looking at the artwork, while trying to fight off tears!
Afterwards I wondered about this sudden and unexpected reaction. It was a mix of emotions I’d felt – excitement, being proud of my son, but also sadness knowing it’s the formal start of his life out in the big wide world. I’ve heard all the stories – “and once they start school, they grow up so fast..”. It’s so true.
So the only way to counteract that a little, at least, is to appreciate and treasure special memories as they happen. That’s what’s so handy about having this little blog.
The school tour, by the way, is in a fortnight’s time: perhaps I’d better take some tissues along..