Ds starts next week, he only turned 4 in June and just seems so little, even though I know and his nursery have told me he is more than ready for the challenges of reception.
I swore i'd never be one of those mothers who still baby-ed their big boys and yet here I am having a slight wobble that a part of him is changing and I'll never have a little tiny boy again
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I know I'll be fine, I know he'll be fine, and I know in a few weeks time I'll wonder what on earth I was doing sitting crying for his baby days to be back (that at the time I longingly wished would just hurry up and end!) God it's gone so quick!
So remind me again what have I got to look forward to this year?