Getting the Small Child sorted for school every morning used to feel like a constant battle, we’d have daily dramas – diaries, homework, permission notes left behind, lunches not packed. Socks, swimming towels, art equipment and music satchels… all sucked into holes in the space time continuim never to be seen again and therefore never to be willingly packed for school. All these things seemed so completely beyond the sphere of reality inhabited by a small boy and therefore couldn’t possibly be expected to be actually remembered and packed for school.
But this morning I get this:
” Morning Mum! I’ve made my lunch and had my breakfast. It’s sports day today because it’s Friday so I have my sports uniform all sorted, and I even found some matching socks! I handed in my homework yesterday… which was a day early. 🙂 And some time next week they’re sending home a permission note for our excursion to St Helena Island.” And as he skipped off down the hallway he said, “Oh, and I’ve also fed the dog too, so I’m going to go read my book for a while… you should have a cuppa and call me when it’s time to go to school!”
I guess the Small Child is becoming the NotSoSmall Child… 🙂
