I'm getting all mauldlin about giving it all up. In favour of snotty teenagers, what am I thinking!
I just read a thread about a 2yr 10mth who doesn't like 'school' and I'm remembering taking one of my mindees to nursery. He was painfully shy. It was heartbreaking to leave him, but I built his confidence with other clubs and things and now I see him steaming in and out of Yr 2, with a hareem of girls around him, lording it up! He's fab.
Then there was the 2 year old who I took to a toddler gym and then for hours after would walk around with her arms stretched out and say, 'Mo, look at me, I've got my fairy wings on!' It was a balancing thing.
The schoolies are always a challenge, but fab for getting the arts & craft stuff going. And cooking too. Quite a few have learnt how to make pasta dishes with me! Essential for life, I feel!
18 'spare' children have come through my door in the last 12 years, the oldest is now 16! She still links arms with me and calls me her auntie if I see her. I have loved everyone of them. (Well, there was one, but lets not dwell on it! )
I will so miss holding their little, soft hands and skipping down the road. I'll miss chatting to them, in that unique language and world that under 5's live in. I will miss feeding time too. Such a special time for bonding and laughing and I will soooo miss the cuddles.
Oh umm! Time to move on.