time's winged chariot......

[Janh]

is right behind me this week and about to overtake...DS2 leaves primary school on Friday...I watched him striding off this morning, long skinny brown legs in shorts and trainers, and the realisation that come September he will have to wear nasty long trousers and big clumpy shoes however hot it is hit me really hard...

Moving on is very exciting of course but sooooo sad too. Sniff.

Aw Janh, hugs. I'm feeling a bit sad about ds leaving Reception!
Ds and his two teeny twin pals gatecrashed the Year 6 party at his school yesterday (they're the sole current occupants of the After-School Club). They were treated to cake and pop by the "big boys and girls" and seemed oblivious at five to the very emotional atmosphere. Found out later that it was the twins' last day too - they are not British and are returning to their home country. They were ds' best friends and we will all miss them horribly
We did Matthew Arnold and that "sawcy pedantique wretch" John Donne. Some of the prudes in my A Level Class dropped him for the exams because he was too "rude" and did...Hard Times by Charles Dickens instead. FFS.

My dd said she thought her tooth was wobbly this morning...so I checked...and it is...

My Ds starts school in September too. people keep saying to me 'when they start school they are not 'your' children anymore - I guess because they spend most of their time with their peers. I'm dreading it really - he's still my sweet little boy at the moment and I have a fear he'll get it bashed out of him in the playground.... (not literally, but YKWIM)

ah bless....
And to think I was upset at having to lower DS's cot at last this weekend.

How fast they grow.... ho hum.. sound like my mum now ... LOL

Chin up, he'll be ironing his own clothes soon hurrah!!
BR

He's your youngest isn't he Janh? My youngest is only just 5, but I still have mixed feelings at every 'moving on' milestone.

Does he have a leavers' assembly at the end of the week? Apparently everybody always cries at ours - boys, girls, parents, teachers, Head ...!

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Yes, roisin, this is my baby...!

Fortunately the school dropped the leavers' assembly 3 or 4 years back (too many tears probably!) in favour of a play - this year they are doing Twelfth Night, Shakespeare 4 Kidz version, I saw it yesterday and there were no tears but lots of laffs.

There will be a final assembly on Friday but parents won't be present - will just have to weep all over him when he gets home.

And talking of presents...must organise getting some for staff! But which staff? (Favour caretaker over head! ) And what presents? eek!

Oh, lovely, a poetry diversion! (That wasn't there just now btw, had phone call halfway through last post.) No, I never did Mr Marvell, sadly - had bloody Milton instead - in 1969, ks!!!!!

I don't know where the winged chariot sprang from today but it is such a perfect phrase, isn't it. (The marrow, otoh, is new to me, snork!)

Aw, Janh, bless. Another four yrs and I'll be there, too, with dd2. Dd1 hopes to go to uni in autumn 2005 and I'm dreading that already. It will be weird just having one child at home.

But it is exciting as they move on in life. We don't know what surprises are awaiting us and I must say, I really enjoy my big children and the opportunities they've brought us through the things they do.

This thread has made me go all over wobbly - just thinking what great things the future holds for my 'babies'. Sigh .

Lots of love and hugs to all you 'milestoners'.

My dd starts school this September.
I'm keen for her to start as I think she's ready and getting bored at nursery, but I don't want her growing up. I'd like her to stay little and adorable for ever. She wants to as well - the "eat your greens or you'll never be big and strong" approach cuts no ice with her. She just says she'd rather stay small - knows which side her bread's buttered I think. She's sussed that as she gets older she has to start doing things for herself.
Can't wait til she can bring me a cup of tea in bed though .

janh I was going to start a thread for you on this - I knew it was coming up for you. I know how many lumps I'll have in my throat this time next year, and even then I still have my youngest at the school. All the year 6s are in tears on the last day of term. I imagine you are a very active mother at the school, and am sure lots of other mothers and fathers will be thinking of you, too. I remember you saying how odd it will be next term when you see all the children going into the school next door, knowing that none of your children are amongst them. I am so glad your son is going off to a good secondary school (didn't he get to grammar school?) so you are not in dread of what year 7 will bring.

I have to say, one reason for the traditional year 6 children and parents tears here is probably the knowledge that the local secondary schools are not likely to be a match for the fantastic primary school they are leaving.

AS my son enters year six in september, I will see it as a series of goodbyes for him - the last christmas play, the last easter tea, the last trip away....sad already at the passing of time.

I was at DS3's sports day today (infants) and commented on how scrumptious their little legs were. DS1 and DS2 still have those lovely lithe limbs which are almost edible (but only brown in certain places where socks and shorts allow ). Actually, DS2 tans very easily and still looks as though he is wearing socks when he isn't.

DS1 moves into Y6 next term. Will be a difficult time, I suspect, with 11+ issues, etc. Still one more year before I have to say goodbye to the infants where all 3 of my boys have blossomed - in their very individual ways.

Make the most of it, Jan. Two or three years down the line he will be sulky and hormonal and you will be telling him to go get a pencil so you can play join the dots on his face

Dh thinks I am completely mad for wanting ds1 to stay a little boy and not be going off to school in September. Playgroup finishes this week with an end-of-term party. Must remember to pack some tissues....